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Aug 2013
The phone rings in the late night
Heart heavy, soul weak
Conscious says avoid the call until daylight
But with desperate need her voice began to speak

With creeping feet and a hopeful heart
The sorry girl ran to his car
Young and reckless smiling in the dark
The two travel to the nearest bar

No words be said, no thoughts be shared
Cold drinks have become enough
Palm to palm, eye to eye
Searching for something other than a lie

One, two, three, and four
Hearts become empty and the beer becomes warm
A love like this is something unknown
But they enjoy it too much to let it get old

He takes her to his car and he touches her face
No time for practice he's started the game
Clothes fall off at rapid pace
Screams begin to echo like a lion being tamed

Hot, sweaty, and satisfied he goes
Leaving her alone, in her ripped apart clothes
She sits on the floor with her heart bleeding out
Another night full of life ending with doubt
Taylor Cochran
Written by
Taylor Cochran  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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