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Sunday, March 20, 2005

Punch Drunk

Round in a circle like a wheel
And reeling on the ropes she feels
So drunk and bare she can't conceal
So seal her lips shut with your fist
A cut above her swollen eye
Raw flesh salt and tenderised
So bittersweet the taste of lies
So seal her lips shut with your kiss

Whisky and beer on your breath
You said you'd love her to death
But her blood and tears in her eyes
Make her realise how she's sunk
How she's sunk
In the sodden lies of the punch drunk

Round in a spiralling of violence
Vicious circles of the silent
Prayers you answer with denial and
Hush her gently with a word
You press a finger to her lips
Clamp her jaw with fingertips
Tight as a beercan in your grip
Crushed and dented and unheard

Whisky and beer on your breath
You said you'd love her to death
But her blood and tears in her eyes
Make her realise how she's sunk
How she's sunk
In the sodden lies of the punch drunk

Round in a circle like a dance
The final waltz of your romance
Across an empty room, a glance
And it was hate at last sight
She says no more, wants her escape
You slam the door shut with her face
Red blood, red wine, the bottle breaks
And it's too late for last nights

Whisky and beer on your breath
You said you'd love her to death
But her blood and tears in her eyes
Makes you realise how you're sunk
How you're sunk
In the sodden lies of the punch drunk

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