You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head
In my carpeted hallway
Lie on the floor like so many before
Being sure for the first time
You chose the right clothes to wear
You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head
In my carpeted hallway
As you laugh to erase all the dirt in this place
Making sure for the last time together is nowhere
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