Saturday, January 25, 2003

We bit our lips She looked out the window
Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
I played a quick game of chess with the
salt and pepper shaker
And I could see clearly
An indelible line was drawn
Between what was good, what just
slipped out and what went wrong

I just wanna be liked, I just wanna be funny
Looks like the jokes on me
So call me captain backfire

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