Glassjaw - Ry ry's song
There's a women sitting in a motel room
counting minutes and seconds
adding to her list of one hour loves.
She's tired but the new will do
she'll replace the body,
his friends are good for a bang-bang!
An amiable hobby,
he's got a secret.
Just keep it and sleep with it.
He can't believe a thing you've said.
We're going nowhere
...fair is fair.
The way you play with lives
is such a big disguise
we swear that
we're not gonna' take it.
The way you play with lives
is such a big disguise
we swear
we're not running naked.
There's a man sitting in a motel
waiting for a hooker that he never applied for
...or is it even her?
Just when it's perfect
it's finite,
he called it
he said he's sober,
it's over.
So long.
I burn the lamp.
I burn when I do everything I do for you.
(It's like being caught in the blaze).
I hate you.
(And I guess it's nothing new for you).
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