Seaweed
Clean Slate
talk to you on the telephoneshe lives at least 3000 miles awayyou came in the light wasn't onstare at me with flat dismaysmilescreamalways so extremeyour slate's far from cleanto step away just nowyour slate's far from cleanalways running outdrop a lineand try to reassureit's not a contest to see favors weighcounting dimes is such an awful boreescape the argument I'll paysmilescreamlose all self-esteemsmilescreamLetras de cancionesnot listeningat the start I'm sure i instigatedmy sense of timing never keenfor sake of sightwe'd better find an endingit's much too late to be this mean
From Letras Mania