just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
she kissed me like only a lonely angel can
so many times I call your name
who’ll tell poor aunt Sarah?
if you survive, don’t do as we did
I got a stone where my heart should be
you can hide under the covers and study your pain
I’ve got the medicine to suit the mood you’re in
I’m running as fast as I can
will the seat burn my thigh, daddy?