The sun is going down and I'm coming up with the best I've ever wrote. I'm slowing down just have a drink with me. Take apart piece by piece. Talk to me I'm in no hurry baby. Talk to me, let me know.

Please, let go of your pride your touch is like cyanide.
You take it all away. GIve back what you stole.
ARS POETICA

In love, we're breaking up. Do what I tell you.
Murder's all she wrote. Talk to me I'm in no hurry baby. Talk to me, let me know.

Please, let go of your pride your touch is like cyanide.
You take it all away. GIve back what you stole.
ARS POETICA