the moon was low enough to put your drinks on so we ponied up and got our drink on and i was fucked up as my haircut she was wasting good perfume and it was useless as the truth is in these ruthless little rooms truth be told all that we saw was something to hold through the freefall through the freefall and i inhaled the tangled perfume of her summer hair strands of motel shampoo parliaments and pear and to be honest i felt nothing and said nothing to be fair truth be told all that we saw was something to hold through the freefall through the freefall and i ve been drinking with those three chord girls ah everybody knows exactly how that goes and i was shaving by moonlight she was feeling for her dress and we were talking about something dull blades make a fucking mess and my eyes turned to face hers like mirrors facing mirrors truth be told all that we saw was something to hold through the freefall through the freefall