Boys they talk but kid don’t speak

Thinking twice is the funeral

Where everyone reports too

She’s out of the new

Sublime, before she spoke

In and out of that bloke

Smoking on your own

This body’s run afoul

Hails her way back to the town

While we hang around

Diamonds and bees

Impeccable lost dreams

Pocket cash and time

Not enough for the lesson to learn

Smoking to no return

The dog to the bone

Harlequin boys hang up the phone

She speaks it screams to me, sir

Lovely blue sails

The wagging dog’s tales

She sleeps alone

Tonight she’s on her own