I’m not on the end train, baby, yet
But when it’s gone I won’t come back
Last ten drafts that broke, I owe you this
That I’ll admit I feel the slack
I’m not so quick, furloughed words
I said to no one else, it made me sick
When the time comes to lower the hatchet on this two-year one night stand
Bury me inside your balmy heart with your ice-cold hands
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