Tim Easton True Ways
Saving some mystery for a gold-shackled bed,Love would
last forever if we'd only stay interested.
Commonlaw cousin kisses the Dutch uncle,
And weak sister cries when she cracks his knuckle.
She read my mind when she said,
'I'm lonely, please come home.'
'I'm lonely, please come home.'
And I'll show you my true ways.
Humor so sharp, quick, and clever.
Fingers a dark bruise for the pleasure.
These off-hand remarks are so blunt and casual,
Then we slide from the bed with claws and perfect lips.
She read my mind when she said,
'I'm alone, please come home.'
'I'm alone, please come home.'
I'll show you my true ways.
I will show you my true ways.
Throwing sympathy wrapped tight with malice,
We're so damaged our kisses turn careless.
The first cut isn't the deepest, it's only the first.
She read my mind when she said,
'I'm alone, please come home.'
'I'm alone, please come home.'
I'll show you my true ways.
I will show you my true ways.
