She has that tired look on her face
Like she's been up all night staring at the sea
She has a birth mark in a secret place
She shows it all to me

I met her poor father on a train to Oxford Town
He didn't have too much to say
Yeah I met him in a rattling carriage
He just smiled and looked away

She has a silver cigarette case
She uses it for a mirror
When she's all curled up in her window place
The moon is lit and her mind is clear

And the low light makes the dust stand still
And haze around her head
And she leans lightly against the glass
And whispers her words so they can never be read

She says nothing will last

Money can't afford her, it swears inside her purse
And people can't believe her, but you know she's not the first
And nothing runs deeper
Than the river of make-up tears
That she almost cried
When she heard I had died.

There's no shame in love
But you're so damn tough.

On her bed she once lied
She keeps red pens by her bedside
She drew a line across her chest
And another from her neck down to her legs
She made a cross so Jesus would know where he should rest.

Lyrics submitted by StadiumSoul

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