it's a shiver of truth babe that you can't resist
a nugget in the nougat of a spoiled milk cake
at eighteen you woke me
in seventeen you broke me
and now i live with words i cannot shake
is this the question to the answer or a new noir twist
either way i'm damned to a black and white fate
close the door
turn out the light
for the next verse i think i'll come in late
ballad of a word man who lied and cried and died
but damned if he hadn't too many times already tried
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