The Burn on Her Lips

Surrounded by life she blocks it all out
And listens to songs about whiskey
While sipping her loneliness away

But the burn on her lips
She wishes was from his kiss

Pen in hand she writes him a letter
Reaching across the distance makes her feel better

But the burn on her lips
She wishes was from his kiss

Determined to not rip it all apart
She searches for the will to control her tell-tale heart

But the burn on her lips
She wishes was from his kiss

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