Evelyn

Please don't act all fine, playing out your games, somewhere you’ll do time, maybe sing the blues, on a hard bedframe, it's all left to you, what don't turn out right, is never far from pain, sleeping bad drinking wine, strum your cretin’s tune, I’m coming home you say, call that good news, naked to your crimes, light dances on the plain, lost in your own designs, howling out what's true, on some dismal train, tears blur your bitter fruit, when you talk travel lines, slumbering in the rain, remember me to your lies, baby think again.