sleeping in strange beds, no fellows, misery loves company.
walking papers, wet with wrinkled circles from morning coffee
left on tiptoe so floors don't creak.
feeling like a house of cards
one breath and i fall
________________________________________ radio on, telling me secrets, it whispers, everything i already know
"I've been down, I've been down too far to care -
I keep getting in my car but I'm not going anywhere.
And I've been had, well at least that's how it looks - where's a girl with bad intentions going to settle down?"