she reaches out with no love for me
in her window a broken frame
tail end of a hurricane
she's going again
out the door
she leaves me clueless
in a mist of tasteless distrust
scared people frowning all around
i get up i get down
i get up i get down
crossing bridges
of broken homes
failing fortune
leaves me alone
along the stretch
the latest mile
we hope for more and i just let her smile
tall orders
never filled
we're the witty
we're the skilled
I'm the broken
without a home
find me one
or leave me alone
yet make this one better
this is a dream
but i won't wake up
or so i believe
sipping glasses of henesey
feeling like the rappers
i call some p's
none get lucky
we just waste away
all the cocaine
we've been up for day's
the latest news hits the streets
i want more money
or so it keeps
better relationships
when you're in deep
but f**k what's money without sleep
a place to stay
but we lie
hardly manage to close our eyes
this binge is over
my roommate says
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