Back Hand

She doesn't care if he's
Inflicted endless pain
Or is a thundercloud
Ready to put out

The fire in her heart
With the falling of
His heaviest rain

The silverest haze of the crowds that she ran with
A sweet getaway before they leave you abandoned
The promise you make
With her taste in your mouth still
Is a crashing ocean wave

It wouldn't matter if
She ended up a stray
Out wandering on the strip
To get sick on the train home

The things that she said to him
Earned her a back hand but she'd
Say them
A thousand times again

The silverest haze of the crowds that she ran with
A sweet getaway before they leave you abandoned
The promise you make
With her taste in your mouth still
Is a crashing ocean wave



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