Kill Creek Divorcee
I used your empathy to make a brand new suit that I could
wrap around me and tailor confidence from my reticence,
that I would be like the Divorceé; reminded - you're
never gonna get a guarantee. Like the also-rans with
their naked hands: too wise for your optimism and
naiveté. You gave me your decency and chased behind the
beaten, where we could force forgiveness from news that
loyalty was the bastard that reminded me that I would be
like the Divorceé; reminded that you're never gonna get a
guarantee. Like the also-rans with their naked hands: too
wise for your optimism and naiveté. Let me have yours.
