Quiet And Still
As king of picking on the wrong
The blade in his hand might scare you to death,
If the stink doesn't kill you first
Your silvery hair & heart of gold, is too big a prize to resist
So open your mouth, & knock back that final bitter pill
& wait until…
It all goes still,
It all goes quiet & oh so still
His big black kiss comes better never, than early like this
But he keeps the score & time is just not on your side anymore
But I've taken your picture & a piece of your soul,
So nostalgia will beat him & win in the end
When all is still,
When all I quiet & oh so still
& there's a dark empty hole, the thought of you will fill