[ WP ] A skull , a suitcase and a long red bottle of wine .

The jet black cadillac flew into the driveway 
 
 All bets had been tossed 
 
 I felt like a lair, I felt like a cheat 
 
 Houston is no place to get lost 
 
 
 I had never met someone like this before 
 
 plastic smile and dark green eyes 
 
 It was all set, fresh pack, cigarette? 
 
 The life of a man who cries 
 
 
 Long bottle of wine, three chunks of powder 
 
 Music that could shatter the moon 
 
 His suitcase was empty and mine was too 
 
 So we put the lines in a spoon 
 
 
 My skull was ringing my face was string 
 
 And I forgot what I was doing there 
 
 But I was trying to forget 
 
 Trying to forget 
 
 The one with 
 
 The long red 
 
 Hair 
 
 
 

