own every night that you go out i'm at home not thinking of you or milwaukee like that painting left undone you have let yourself become a red-eyed regular
he never walked around in the dark convinced just think of all that's happened around here it's logical the odds against it but recall and fear the
thinking through regret i'm making plans i double-check it's hard to know is that voice so close not yet now pack away all those images try to forget
