Take my hand, don’t mind the rough touch
I’ll play a fast tune so that no one will cry
Just close your eyes, and buy me some time
I know what you’re thinking but I’m doing just fine

My blouse falls loose and my soles are worn through
my knuckles are red and my jeans are torn too
I’ve got a layer of filth I don’t care to wash off
Could you hold me close and pretend that I’m soft

Tempt in the night and regret in the morn
Forlorn are my eyes and my body is worn
I just need a good chair and a view for my mind
a clean hour or two for to catch up with time

The mirror late at night shows a snake behind my eyes
A jealous stranger in a pale disguise
she’s looking for a line, a lyric, or a dime
but really, she’s just wasting time

So just take my hand, don’t mind the rough touch
I’ll play a fast tune so that no one will cry
Just close your eyes, and buy me some time
I know what you’re thinking but I’m doing just fine

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