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Romance: An adult lifetime spent growing the chutzpah to tell some smacked ass to his face WHY he's a smacked ass.
Romance: you're fake, self-involved, one-dimensional, sodd off
A Stone from the Ashes
All words and music by Eve L. Rantzer
(P)© 2002 Rantzer Publishing/BMI, all rights reserved.
If you cared -
You could have the key to the city that beats inside of me
If you dared -
You would stay the night, learn the language of fire,
Were you brave -
When you took your coat, with a trite line, a recent quote,
You're a slave -
To your limousines, and you kiss like a twopenny liar.
I - I - I've died in the crashes of -
Interaction on a long-term basis, the burned-out stasis,
Drowned in the flashes of love, oh oh,
I - I - I've left all the glory, the inside story
Behind young desire, hands in the fire,
Take a stone from the ashes of love.
Try trust - someone genuine,
But you're late for dinner and you're out of time,
Don't touch -
You might muss your hair, you might learn the language of fire,
Play your trump - What you always use,
When the dealer's watching, you have to move,
When you jump -
Your epitaph will read "He lived like a twopenny liar."
CHORUS - 2X
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