I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
they were all in love with dying. they were doing it in Texas.
Paul caught a bullet but it only hit his leg
well it should have been a better shot - he got him in the head.