Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Made for TV Movie

a cliche in a red dress
i can't resist it's perfume
corny allure apathy is reasonable

let me deposit the check you issued
even if it bounces i'll still become a man of wealth
write the highest number possible
sign on the dotted line
but don't fill in any name

free me from the sound of my own voice
but is it okay if i remain anonymous
i don't want you to see my cards when i'm not around
i'm a queen away from a full house
i don't want you to know how close i am to winning
i still want you to think i need your help

if i tell you the stories about my scars 
can you promise i'll be able to sleep easy
my pockets are empty 
          and no ones answering their phone at this hour


i'm being followed by ghosts 
everytime i try to run away
my hands aren't big enough 
to hold every inch of my sanity

let it fall by the waist side 
     and i'll have a cigarette ready 
for the first person that picks it up
with every gun fully loaded for those 
who just don't like litter on the ground


just let the wind carry me to proof of a wish granted
then all i'll need is a pocket full of dandelions and a rabbits foot


...since these ghosts don't get the hint
i'm most likely praying in the wrong language







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