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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