20 Class A Cigarette Burns

And so it came that she began to doubt her own precious vision, She said to herself, I'm going into this with my eyes prone and open Oh we pay through the heart for what we've always understood as complementary Understood as complementary She met me halfway to nail me in the dust of my petty cowardice I know you hate me baby but it's safe enough with everyone but you The morning after's nausea comes quickly on call to purge us of the faith that makes us sickly and if she wants to know what's wrong My Tanqueray, and my Barrett Strong And if she lets me wait my turn I'll show her all my 20 class a cigarette burns