a streetlight, the old fashioned kind
puts you in a dirt yard behind a chain-link fence.
bright watery eyes and ivory skin,
she is the devil and he is the devil's friend.

you can dance and play these games all evening.
you'll be dead by morning
so nothing'll matter then.

the headlights of a flatbed pick-up truck
puts you in the past;
you're on a dirt road behind the house.
why did he go blind and not see the stars at night?
shine down on a family
poison, seed it, fertilize.

you can dance and play these games all evening.
you'll be dead by morning
so nothing'll matter then.

she said, "if it's my time to pass, i'm not afraid. i won't scream or fight. i just can't do it myself, so please go get a gun or knife and help me do this right."

she ran out in front of a truck
so it would look much more like an accident.
courage comes to extinguish the madness.
it's been disabled,
crippled and cramped.
potential is sad,
so go find out what comes after the end.


Lyrics submitted by charcoalsketch

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