P.S.

Luck
Ten prayers per truck
I pass in Massachusetts
Snow in my car's eyes
How many times
Does death arrive
To simply say
"hello" then "goodbye"?
Waves
Have gone to grave
All secrets stashed away
But I won't make the same
Mistake in shame
For I'm your bitch
Who eats your treats
When placed on my nose
But
Your only hugs
Come when we're standing up
Not bound by bedroom lines
'cause friends don't lie
Though I can think of many lies
Worth telling twice
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

And in your room
There blinks a phone
And in my room
I'm sitting stoned
Oh yeah
And in your room
There blinks a phone
And in my room
I'm sitting stoned
Alone and stoned



Credits
Writer(s): Dana Yurcisin
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