Empty Moans And Sentiments

Empty Moans And Sentiments

Odd Project
(album: Lovers Fighters Sinners Saints)

her cold blue eyes reflect like static on a broken television, except without the hiss.
her blood red lips are cracked like the desert floor.
and she never gave me a chance to see her true colors...and now it´s too late.
her love is priceless but her body´s cheap. baby nothings free. yea. yea.
and through her open mouth screeches the sound of a dialtone that no one can hear.
so the phone stays off the hook and her glazed stare begins to slowly flicker out
like another broken down street light in a run down neighborhood.
the dim light shines just bright enough to show a little more
than the silhouette of a scantily clad whore.
pounds of make up and smeared mascara taint a once picture perfect beauty queen face.
she has the marks of a track star, but she never ran a race.