There’s a neon sign
Above your head,
And I realize
It’s what my mamma said,
“He gets away with everything.”
And I second that.
There’s a bottle of wine
Beneath your hair,
It’s a perfect mix,
Just add a cigarette,
Can you still hear me?
Are we going anywhere?
It’s all written in neon signs -
All the heartbreaks
And the pickup lines,
Never too young
But all in time,
It’s just a little white lie.
There’s a fading line
Drawn across this bed,
And I won’t be surprised
If I wake up dead,
So when you hold me
Do you love me any less?
It was so sublime
In the words you said,
I’ll stay one last time,
Hanging by this thread,
I’m walking on eggshells
With feet made of lead.
It’s all written in neon signs -
All the heartbreaks
And the pickup lines,
Never too young
But all in time,
It’s just a little white lie.
There’s a neon sign
Branded into my skin,
And it reminds
Them of your sins,
But they won’t hear me,
I can’t go anywhere.
With curtained eyes
They cross the street,
They’re civilized,
Unlike you and me,
But what is their crime?
I should’ve read the neon signs.
It has always been written
In neon signs -
All the heartbreaks
And the pickup lines,
Never too young
But all in time,
It’s just a little white lie.
It’s just a little white lie.
It’s just a neon sign.
We are living the white lies constructed by self-made white elephants of society. Aren’t we?
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