meet me in
the parking lot
pretend that
you donīt know
what for
the deepest end
and the dimmest light
the cheap dress
and the high heels
that I love
where itīs at
the city lights
where faces
slightly alter
Iīm so impressed
by your patience, girl
with all that
noize between us
Itīs not the end
the end of us
when I say
that I cannot die
for you
this is it
the city lights
where faces
so slightly alter
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