Where are you
when I need you most.
I always listen to other peoples problems,
always comforting
always giving.
giving. giving. giving.
but when I need someone to listen to mines..
where are you.
I have no one.

found myself on a greyhound bus
travelin far from all that muss
them lonely hearts
them angry cops
them vacant eyes
them burned out shops
that dark cold city sure ain't pretty
too many jail cells
too many private hells
too many bloodshot mornings
too many deaf eared warnings
not enough to keep me here
not enough of that free beer
never enough  dope to shoot
not enough  in pirate loot
not enough warm pillow dreams
no thread left to sew my seams
not enough to keep believing
not enough...
i think i'm leaving

just too manny worn out souls
count my toes to count the holes
run down
on empty
gotta get my fill
lookin for another pint to spill
sippin on some stolen *****
i got nothin left to lose
sleepin under concrete bridges
shivering and cold as fridges
chipped teeth and blood stains on my shirt
Aww hell i'm fine
it didn't hurt

spare change for whiskey
root beer chase
and hopes to get between her lace
first kisses and them pretty lies
crumble into last goodbyes
the laughter fades
the raindrops burn
on open road the wheels turn
i got two thumbs
i'll level one
and i'll ride off into the sun...

lust was in her eyes so blue
did things good girls just won't do
with that wicked glance
made your **** hard in your pants

she was her own *** show
let everybody know
what she was thirsting for
desire burning in her core

your perfume lingers in the air
i reach for you but you're not there
pull back the sheets and blindly stare
cold pillows laced with strands of hair

she don't **** around like some
only hopes you'll make her ***
she'll wake up the neighbors
as she's layin down the favors

always up when she goes down
then she grinds her hips around
her hair tangled and naughty
as sweat glistens off her body

your perfume lingers in the air
i reach for you but you're not there
pull back the sheets and blindly stare
cold pillows laced with strands of hair

fingernails down your back
better than a hit of smack
her flesh ripples with passion
howl and moan in rhythmic fashion

she screams and gyrates one more time
giving reason to your rhyme
carnal pleasure she defines
like an ****** that blinds

your perfume lingers in the air
i reach for you but you're not there
pull back the sheets and blindly stare
cold pillows laced with strands of hair

always pushing one step further
is this *** or is it ******
leave you gasping as you shake
both get off like a **** earthquake

the world around stops turning
lying there in blissful burning
the myth takes human form
as all night she keeps you warm

your perfume lingers in the air
i reach for you but you're not there
pull back the sheets and blindly stare
cold pillows laced with strands of hair

shadows dance across the wall
as your bodies rise and fall
she feels you deep inside
ebb and flow she rides the tide

you stare into her eyes
as the sun begins to rise
a smile begins to creep
then your grinning in your sleep

your perfume lingers in the air
i reach for you but you're not there
pull back the sheets and blindly stare
cold pillows laced with strands of hair