She sits with corset on her
She changes daily, such a young,
Beat across the world
A penny pincher trailing with her
A case of sweet nostalgia is running through
It’s a sad dream
Morose as it could be,
Pushing across a page
To hide her leaden heart,
A short run across the park,
And you’ll see.
Oh, you’ll see.
Her face subdued in hues of blue and
Will you save her?
She cries your name at night.
But can you save her?
You’re the only who knows what’s right,
But you’re thousands of miles across the country,
Tennesse so far away,
Why did you go,
Why won’t you
She sits with a corset tied across her
One that breaks the ladder’s rungs.
There’s a bruise
In the picture that she sent you
With a smile
It’s from a fist that you can’t hide
Beneath makeup and