songs and cheap beer

cheap glances and remarks

drunkenly leaning, she's going to tip us over

glasses spilling and mixing

brewing something new underneath the cover of my skin

undress it and stop it

i've never had such a smile

not in a long time

i'll thank you for that and curl everyones' lips into one too

smilesmilesmile

and go to bed the next morning heavy with the night

but take a little piece of this into your dreams

the puppet behind your eyes will show me what you can't