In another town many miles away, she had found a house where all that remained was a single beam holding up the roof and silent ghosts of smoke and soot. In another town long before she came my way.
And she rebuilt painstakingly, restored that old house’s dignity. But now one thing she doesn’t need is another fixer-upper in need of TLC. She put up those walls, but how long can she put up with me?
I’m experiencing technical difficulties, please stand by, please stand by. I’ve got a plan to be a man but have got to shed this shell of a guy. Please stand by as I try.
For a limited time I can make her this offer: Just give me two fives for my thoughtless little pockets, then sit back tonight and watch the process, little by little, at first barely visible till the morning arrives, the sun pushing through the blinds, and you look into the eyes of your most loyal accomplice.
I’m experiencing technical difficulties, please stand by, please stand by. I’ve got a plan to be a man but have got to shed this shell of a guy. Please stand by as I try.