Penny For Your Thoughts
Noah Lares
Sharpened pain like a razor blade
Now I'm finished with you
Finger-paint with bloodied wrists
Stick with the modernist view
She creeps around
Don't make a sound
Nobody knows
Just where she goes
Paint a picture of poise and grace
So then they'll think you're okay
Can't have them catching on to us
Don't wanna cause them dismay
Give them a show
So I can go home
She took it away
Now I'm on my own
She creeps around
Don't make a sound
Nobody knows
Just where she goes