marie marie playing guitar on the back porch i sit in my car while she sings so sad marie marie it's so lonely in these farmlands please come with me to the bright lights downtown marie marie i said,
Dreams of contemplation, a resignation, know what. Useless indignation, a segregation, plant your seed. Steamless conversation, what is happening to me.
Maybe if I liked being alone I could give you your life back and let you go. Maybe if I got it together again I wouldn't be belligerent and such a princess. Maybe the reason I'm so needy is because I never had real devotion.
It kind of looks like we won't make it, my friend. And it looks like you can't take it again, my friend. And all the pretty roses wilted up and paled themselves away today.