strange joy

ava: 21, she signed a waiver
couldn't have saved her
in-visible-ink-on-dotted-line 
now casts back thoughts from time to time
blames the same soul every day for her lips she's forced to say

you drive me you
drive me 

call ava tonight
is it lonely to be alone?
hypnotized by the sight of her tattoo flowers
and talk on the telephone for 24-hours

the moon shines and ava waits for
she waits the sun takes its time 
an apology sad to say, sorry to see ava waiting endlessly

you drive me you
drive me 

call ava tonight
is it lonely to be alone?
hypnotized by the sight of her tattoo flowers
and talk on the telephone for 24-hours

ava's losing her mind, maybe 
you're losing me
we're both losing sleep
i'm losing my 
dreams clung tight to the steeple
lost across churches 
dreams dreamt by better people

ava knew she
knew why she loved you but still 
it's hard to forget
those dancing desperate fading sillhouettes

you drive me you
drive me
you.


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