well im dying to slepp.
but im sure i can bet
theres a woman in my bed tonight.
shes singing me songs
as i hum along
with my brother sleeping by myside.
and i pray to the devil
that you toss and turn
and he says boy you take the crown.
but laura's in the attic.
making so much racket
I need some answers to quiet her down.
but its all the same in this town.
its just the waiting game.
what on earths the reason
with each coming season.
a new steed takes the stage.
its getting, a little older,
i admit i'm bolder
cause as time passes im losing my age.
rebekahs in the basement,
playing with erasers,
trying to pencil her in.
brothers got his gown
half way out of town,
but i still dont know where to begin
but its all the same in this town.
its just the waiting game.
oh dear i dont know where im goin.
were my lips just there to please.
the way my eyes dart should tell you i feel somethin
but these days its likely it's greed.
but its all the same in this town.
its just the waiting game...
