With This Easel
And there we go instead a tease that mocks the beggar
It looks so flawless
I've seen them bat their eyes and come a dime a dozen
Just take two steps back
Hold me
No, not you but the other
The one with the rags on
Hold me
Substitute rain with some poison and drink to the sequel
Torching, torching
You seem withdrawn and plushed until you talk to others
Wish i'd been gift-wrapped
Just hope to catch a gaze and just because it's chipping
Doesn't mean it's useless
Somehow I reduced
And a surgeon told me it's no good
You'll have to double your intake
And the risk?
Hearts were made for cigarettes
Little girls love to light up