by: Ryan Adams
from Demolition
(*ML note: Picture a dark, smoky lounge. A bright, white spotlight shines on the small stage. This singular light breaks through the contrasting darkness revealing a guitar player struggling to find where he belongs. He sits playing his song illuminated only by the fuzzy, grey edges between light and black*)
I'm the broken toy for lonely girls.
Use once and destroy and go find some more.
Back home, the kids play in the leaves in the park.
She wants to play a game of hearts.
I'm the rag doll boy with broken eyes.
She only comes to me when it's raining outside.
Back home, the kids play in the leaves in the park.
She wants to play a game of hearts.
And I fell for you.
I fell for you.
Why? I guess I wanted to play, too.
Here's the lonely strings playing 'long in my head.
For only just my arms are dancing marionettes.
Back home, the kids play in the leaves in the park.
She wants to play a game of hearts.
She wants to play a game of hearts.
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