The helpless moratorium

she pulled down the shades
on the window of my life
she excised my heart
with a rusty-bladed knife

she told me that i moved her
in a wilder sort of way
and i never would be sorry
if i let her in to play

she said that she could take me
from this dinky little town
to a better place tomorrow
where no ones ever down

now i ain't got nothin' left
my futures lookin' black
those awful, lonely cryin' blues
are hangin' on my back

what made me ever listen to
all that honey talk
mighta coulda shoulda known
can't build a house with chalk

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