Raelynn

Dim lights of a pub, where we drink wine, you give me a shove, make deals in the yard, you say it's no crime, let go of my arm, look up above, lost in your time, remember who got bust, hair like a jump start, you haven't a dime, for you life is art, go onto a club, first glance seems fine, shake a quick Buck, never easy or calm, raised in decline, you've brought a guitar, forget the lost looks, or do anything wise, ask me to scrub, pain that's inside.