your weekend town reminds me of a fireworks display
all the colours the body shops and the penny arcades
our conversation clouded in a lonely star gaze
too many times the words get caught in an awkward place
by flesh and blood we roll along through the thought of her face
when the tires screeched and the windshield cracked
around the circumstance that put us on our backs
be honest be honest
be honest be honest
if memory serves me correct you know its not too late
to move ahead and start again down the interstate
our conversation clouded in a lonely star gaze
came up to bleed from the belly of the night in a wicked way
be honest be honest
be honest be honest
if memory serves me correct you know its not too late
to move ahead and start again down the interstate
our conversation clouded in a lonely star gaze
came up to bleed from the belly of the night in a wicked way
came up to bleed from the belly of the night in a wicked way
came up to bleed
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