
She paints her fingers with a close precision
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sin
She's paid for
A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words are spinning through his ears again
"There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for."
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sin
She's paid for
A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words are spinning through his ears again
"There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for."

Jake Middels
"Awe and I was hoping you'd come with me." Jake said with a joking pout as he got off the bed and began putting his boxers and jeans back on. "When your done you should go find Ian and have him heal you....Then we can continue with a round two." he said hugging her from behind, still shirtless. He would have no problems going at it all day long if she wasn't hurt. Plus he hoped she would be more willing to go if she was looking forward to something good that would happen after.

He senses something, call it desperation
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say,
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him
Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe~
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say,
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him
Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe~