LYRIC

I could be the girl with the maze in her veins
You could be the gun starin at my midnight brain
And make soup for dinner
A bloody little dinner we'd make

In my homeless mind
In your hallway eyes
We could tell tall tales but I'm all out
I've been runnin from the law
You had me all tied up
On a bullet train so far away

I heard you talkin to the cleaner
You said "we're a stop away"
Phone's empty doors open and I'll be D. O. A.
C'mon don't disappear we could change our ways

In my homeless mind
In your hallway eyes
We could tell tall tales but I'm all out
I've been runnin from the law
You had me all tied up
On a bullet train so far away

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