Cop Shoot Cop
Cut To The Chase
Hold her tight just like a doll, falling backwards down the stairsTrains are howling inthe dark (saddest sound you'll ever hear)Sell out to the side that lost, buying souls that can't be foundWorth exactly what they cost (lives collapse without a sound)Blown away like paper bags before the rainShadow falls across her faceLight is sinking in her eyes like diamonds in a drainCut to the chaseScraping for something to talk about. Words just fall down on the floorSearching for something to fill in th cracks, changing the sign on the door:NO WAY OUTHeadlights catch her in the fog, carved in halogen and steelCrawling hungry like a dog (spirit broken on the wheel)Telephone is ringing in an empty boothThousand miles from this placeVoices ringing in her head (she hopes they tell the truth)Cut to the chase
From Letras Mania