turn the crank
she was the first
the first woman i'd ever
really cared about
she was really
just a girl
but
i was really
just a boy
i'd married young
divorced young
felt achingly young
still
i was too old
to be strung out
on love drugs
she'd just lost the needle
she got started on the pills
found herself a speed daddy
then disappeared
before she left
watched her age
a hundred years
watched her smile becoming empty
heard the ache in her voice
reach the ache in my soul
but
it was too late
i couldn't give her
a ticket out
she'd have to buy it on her own
the first woman i'd ever
really cared about
she was really
just a girl
but
i was really
just a boy
i'd married young
divorced young
felt achingly young
still
i was too old
to be strung out
on love drugs
she'd just lost the needle
she got started on the pills
found herself a speed daddy
then disappeared
before she left
watched her age
a hundred years
watched her smile becoming empty
heard the ache in her voice
reach the ache in my soul
but
it was too late
i couldn't give her
a ticket out
she'd have to buy it on her own
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