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I Belong To You

I BELONG TO YOU

You climbed out the taxi and crawled into the night
You seem to change your mind more often
Than a small town traffic light
There’s no place like a sidewalk - to start your new life
You’re nobody’s ornament you’re no God damned trophy wife
We shared a smoke on the fire escape,
We watched the drunks spill out on the street
You pulled yourself up like a flower from the cracks in the con-crete
I stayed awake all night trying to sell myself to you
if you’d just pretend that need the help, I could come to your res-cue?
I tasted your kisses on my lips
I trembled beneath your fingertips it’s true
I saw fireworks in violent skies
What ‘s a man with a head full of a woman’s lies to do?
Baby I belong to you.
You introduced me to your demons – I felt so safe and warm
You pulled me close in a queen sized bed that night in the Kings Arms
I guess that breaking even is the best that we can do
I’d be a fool to think that I could love someone else
When my heart belongs to you
I tasted your kisses on my lips
I trembled beneath your fingertips it’s true
I saw fireworks in violent skies
What ‘s a man with a head full of a woman’s lies to do?
Baby I belong to you

TROPHY WIVES

Below the surface - this city has veins
The sewer spills over and the traffic complains
I’m a dirty dish cloth

Cleaning up after you
Waiting for my fifteen minutes
Lay the coins over my eyes
I’m tired of watching the trophy wives
Leading their secret lives on the dance floor
All good things come to an end
And when the darkness does descend
There will be no time to pretend
On the dance floor
The Devil himself - is waiting patiently
If you leave your soul at the door he might let you in for free
We’re all expecting their moment to arrive
Tied down to a nine to five
Waiting on their fifteen minutes
Lay the coins over my eyes
I’m tired of watching the trophy wives
Leading secret lives
On the dance floor
All good things come to an end
And when the darkness does descend
There will be no one forgiven
on the dance floor
come in out of the rain
below the surface this city has veins

Trophy Wives

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