I got the hang of it
I’ll get the hang of it
It’s gotten late, maybe some other time
A memory
Or a marigold
Or you’re hell on wheels Oh
I never can tell
Separate tonight
We lay our weapons down
And everything aside
You know when I’m around
Was I good enough?...
I found it strange
That you came to Dahlia’s
It goes without saying—
It’s great to see you
An empty breath
Or a devotee
Or you’re hell on wheels Oh
I never can tell
Separate tonight
We lay our weapons down
And everything aside
You know when I’m around
Was I good enough?...