Grant Squire
Don't Quit The Hunt
Creeping into corners of my mindI'd like to cast you out before it makes me blind,hang up a sign, say "you're not welcome here, turn around."Silly woman and your bag of trickswith a hole in the bottom as it slips from your grip,a balancing act dressed in your high heels and nightgownPainted smile as you search for some action,eager eyes dart 'round the room for someone to latch ontoDid you think that after all we've been through,that you would get a reaction from me?Rest assured, you've been disposed from my heartso please stop loading up that gun and taking shots in the dark,find a new man, pan for gold all you can.Darlin' don't quit the hunt.And when you've finally got a ring around that fingerand you're free to raise children with no need to get thinner.Darlin' you'll have won, have your riches and your funwhile your husband is out to lunchMaybe I should've expressed it soonerbut knowing you, you've kept your ears out for rumors.Do me a favor, just have a sense of humor,don't take it too personally.
From Letras Mania