I can't I can't

It's too much to late, to get out of this
Free fall out of this
Not Enough to get with a Fist
Took much Envy, that couldn't list

Touch my Lips Again
Kiss my Lips Again
Feel the Distan reeling with in
Feel the broken heart Girls are surtin

Will break the hearts of one last Child
One less Child
A beat of the heart that makes us wild
After an hour the beat gets Mild.

In the back of a car
In the front of any car
In a resturant and in a Bar
Any where else thats not too far.

CityLifeLove.