V1: Rusty Barbed Wire Dream, things aren't always
what they seem; Now that we have the desire,
The wanting it builds like a fire;
I'm so lonsome for my friends; I played a
fool and so it ends; Like tumbleweed on that
barbed wire- so tattered and torn by desire
C: Like a moth drawn to a flame; I knew the rules
I played the game; Forgetting all my guilt and
shame, because ya know that I was blinded by
fortune and fame
V2: Training wheels still on the bikes
Neglected lie two rusty trikes; The yard
needs raking the house is a mess; Can't
afford to buy her a cocktail dress
C: Like a moth drawn to a flame; I knew the
rules I played the game; Forgetting all
my guilt and shame; Because ya know that
I was blinded by fortune and fame
Rusty Barbed wire dream. Things aren't
always what they seem; Now that we have
the desire, the wanting it builds like a
fire;. I just keep holding on, to something
that's going wrong, hoping it will turn out
right.
