Marbles

Her haircut, she looked virtually made up

In that dress, growing ever tighter

It was saddening the length she'd gone to

To be more attractive

In the process, losing something

We never knew, but still missed

You knew you were lost as soon as you saw her

You saw your life as a series of complicated dance steps

Impossible to learn, they had to come naturally

Together, you squirmed and wiggled and I could only jerk along behind

They're going to hurt you

They always will

She is now with me inside of you

And I could only stare wide-eyed as everything closed

In around the three of us

Things you never saw, I'm talking the paranoid scheme

The blood rushing through our body, it was good

They're going to hurt you

They always will

She opened the door, his face, bruised and swollen

But before he knew, pushed, falling down curved stairs

Our message lost and our plans forgotten

Surrounded by men in suits with black, shiny shoes

Moving in, kicking, stamping, bland expressions, faces

A handful of marbles thrown in a dustbin

Memories, memories

They're going to hurt you

They always will

In an open town

In a bath with red wine

I never even knew or wanted you to understand me

Shipwrecked, they came