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Click hereLily,
you wear a dress.
I will find a bowtie.
We'll get deadly, dining on credit and fuck
the rentmoney, we were always enough,
ladylily, a stack of bricks and packed
hard to the ribs with dirty devils --
coulda been Bonnie and Clyde,
a dress and a tie, handcuffs and high
heels. Didn't we own enough of the night,
Lilylips, didn't we say we'd never need
more than a room to fall down in?
So, what we were cigarettes, living
in ashtrays all over town, we laughed
about want and we cashed in our jobs
to buy a few more hours of what we had
soft. lilylily, did we ever really give enough
time to thinking about tomorrow?
Now we're five no's making fists --
not enough fingers left to count yesyes.
Where's your dressed up, your messed, your pressed
up against me, why didn't you take me
dancinglily, didja know I'd be too scared?
didja know there'd never be more
to me than falling, do you know
where we go when we fail?
Get me a room and shave my face,
strip me clean, scald me smooth,
boil me in hothot waterlily. Bring me home.
You find a dress, I'll wear a bowtie,
I'll bring a hard stack of reasons
why I never should have left.