\"Why, why so quiet? Oh my, country singer?\" she asked.
My life, it's a I'm climbing barricades in empty streets at
When I'm down fighting shadows. Twenty-five postcards in a box my room.
conversations, gas slowly leaking out of a heart-shaped balloon.
It's dangerous game that I'm not sure if I could keep playing for It's a dangerous game, it's a very line and if one step is I have no cards to play and that's why I've got nothing to tonight. I've got nothing to say, tonight.