When you're out dancing
you're really out selling something you don't have
So happy laughing
Amazingly enjoying jokes you've never heard.
And then you're crying
but with no presence of mind to really know what about
Sweetheart if you only would hold those lies
If you didn't take the time to dry your eyes
If you cut your bullshit fear and disguise
Then I promise you I'd never ever say goodbyes
Sunday, October 15, 2006
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