» Novella
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Lyrics |
Take the last train, the 439 To your home in Anaheim I need a niche a cliche-less turn To fix my errs, to help me unlearn I've a lie that's sure to make you laugh The whole story you won't know the half On a night drive in the country side T-boned my empty passenger side I'm just killing time but dying to see you tonight An eyelash wish will be granted with whatever I write Give me a call soon and a motif To finish this novella discreetly My MC (me) will know what to say Your charmed smile will never fade away I'm reminded of the wet cement in my shoes Is it too much to loose to risk it all And call and ask you to choose I'm just dying to see you tonight And that's what I'll write |