Burnt Picks

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Shes a quick one, can't pull the wool over her eyes
And hes a sly one, you won't catch him saying any goodbyes
Cause you can't kill what you can't catch
And you can't blame the fire for the burnt match

They say you lapse into it and then you just sleep
They say they go away, and then you just weep
But I won't close my eyes, wont shed a tear
And if you ask nicely, I'll take you there
Cause I know a place, and its cheap
But its precious anyway, so come with me

And shes a quick one, you can't pull the wool over her eyes
And hes a sly one, you won't catch him giving any goodbyes
Cause you can't kill what you can't catch
And you aren't going to blame the fire for the burnt match

They say you're brought into at a young age
They say you're taken before you can let the words dissipate
But I won't go there, I won't let them take me
And if you ask nicely, we can see about next day delivery
Cause I know a place, and its cheap
But its precious anyway, least it is to me

And shes a quick one, you can't pull the wool over her eyes
And hes a sly one, you won't catch him giving any goodbyes
Cause you can't kill what you can't catch
And you aren't going to blame the fire for the burnt match
No, you aren't going to blame the fire for the spent match

They say, they say, they say,
But I won't listen, I won't listen, no
They say, they say, they say,
But I won't listen, I won't listen, no
They say, they say, they say,
But I won't listen, I won't listen, no

Don't blame the fire for the burnt match

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