Friday, June 30, 2006

Her Heart Lost Its Worth

Purple skirt
Scratches on her knees
Blue eyes, brown hair
Memorized
What is she in your head

She's not that easy
You know, you've been talking to her for hours
All she wants is to smell the flowers
And for you to take her home

Breath is short
In the autumn air
Did you see through her shirt
When it rained
Was it bare

Oh, if she knew what she was doing
She would turn and run
That poor girl, she's just so pretty
And so much less to you

And when she feels that she is absolutely nothing
She will turn to you
Because you talk to her like money
But hold her like garbage
She's a useless someone

And when she calls you up
Will you take her by the river
And kiss her innocently
When she knows that deep inside
All you want to do
Is lay her down, and bring her down

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