Lilah likes the rain and pretty boys
she'll ride in his old truck but she's not
fooling him
he knows where she wants to go
his hands are warm
her heart is cold
she's in his eyes
but her lover don't know
that she never looks at him
this way
Lilah likes to play
keeps her kisses out of reach
wants to feel forever seventeen
because she'll never feel this way
again
Lilah likes to walk away
her questions are a chiseled
icy wind
eyes like Christmas in July
Lilah goes to church
but never prays
she's in his blood
he don't stand a chance
time is a ransomed midnight
stolen dance
she'll drink from his cup
but it's never full enough
cause Lilah likes to play with love
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