All My Own Stunts

Caricatures of your wrecking ball gown
 In my mind all the time
 I wanna be in that damsel patterned alley
 Where you go for a smoke
 And sorrow slow dances, the phones are lighting up
 Taking no chances, close but never close enough
 
 Been watching cowboy films on gloomy afternoons
 Tinting the solitude
 Put on your dancing shoes and show me what to do
 I know you've got the moves
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 All my own stunts, high noon has changed its tune
 Linking arms, sinking hearts
 And sorrow slow dances around the edges of her eyes
 Taking no chances, the last one out to win a prize
 
 Been watching cowboy films on gloomy afternoons
 Tinting the solitude
 Put on your dancing shoes and show me what to do
 I know you've got the moves