Marc with a C
Debt Is Only What You Make Of It
She drew a picture of you with wings, but you drew lines in the sandShe drew herself as a newborn wrapping her fingers around your handMaybe the wings were really arms, art is only what you make of itBecause she also gave herself bunny ears when she drew herselfin a cribShe drew a picture of a house, one I presume she's never seenShe wrote the importance of flowers, because you can have them for freeI guess that she kept me from jumping the gun, love is only what you make of itShe drew a picture of a family practice while she drew herself in a cribShe drew a picture of a flaming car, she drew up papers for her class ringI was an expensinsive mistake, taper it off and let the healing beginMaybe the wings were really checks, debt is only what you make of itI went and picked her flowers while she drew herself in a crib
From Letras Mania