i'll pray my way through the rain

[vagabondesque]

i don't mean to close the door
but for the record my heart is sore
you blew threw me like bullet holes
left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul

i'm a shake you off though
get up on that horse
and ride into the sunset
look back with no remorse

excerpt from cocorosie's "werewolf"

note: just a reminder, for future confusions