Ah... this has been on my facebook before so some of you have had a chance to read them already
There is effort in her smile and it shouldn't be that way
Her last days are being snuffed out by an ashy tray
Trying to intercept the passing away shes asked nicely
But hes learned not to fee the hand that bites him
This morning the cradle rocks the hand
As he bangs on pots and pans
Hes just trying to play her warning labelled box again
She wants a man she can look up to, a role model to come through--
Don't bother unpacking your car... Cinogen filled three sticks
This girl will spit fire
Got him doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire
He still skips by a mine or two see hes learned the landscape
All the while practicing his firm handshake
Hair, trigger-finger itch to spark any conversation
Said explosive personalities don't part deadly confrontation
What happens in between her lips
She needs a fix more than she knows her best friends a [not nice girl]
And needs to go.
that one has no name.. actually... none of them do 8]
It is the revenge the devil takes upon the virtuous,
In which he traps them by the very passion they suppress,
And believe themselves superior to.
hope you like them both