Pins and Needles

 

Chorus:

Take this pen and write down the lies

Stick the needles in their eyes

Inject the poison but no one ever dies

Curse your voodoo pins, my luck will rise

 

 

Thought we were a million miles away

From the things that were said yesterday

So back up, finish what I need to say

There’s no reason for us to walk away

 

 

Guard your feelings, just like the Klan

Sheltered insecurities I don’t understand

Or icy cold fingers in Hawaiian sand

Going to California is not a logical plan

 

 

Children are not bait; they mean the world to me

Not lifelong pen pals that you don’t intend to see

Total strangers are closer than you will ever be

I’ll never accept this but at least we’re free

 

 

Coda:

Learning how to cope is not an easy thing

Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings