Honey
The party
You went away quickly
But oh that's the trouble
With ticking and talking
I lick the ice cube from your empty glass
So we stayed much too late
Till they're cleaning the ashtrays
Do you have change or a button or cash?
All my pockets hang out like two surrendered flags
[ St. Vincent Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Oh, but I'll pay an evening to keep my conscience clean
Keeping my eye on the exits
I'm steady now
::vocalizing::
How did we get here?
With creaks in these chairs
Oh there aren't enough hands to point all the fingers
But I sit transfixed by a hole in your t-shirt
I said much too much in the trying to speak up.
::vocalizing::
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