++ riot on an empty street
---------------------------------------------
when I'm down fighting shadows
twenty-five postcards in a box in my room
telephone conversations
gas slowly licking out of a heart shaped balloon
it's a dangerous game
that I'm not sure if I could keep playing for long
It's a dangerous game,
it's a very fine line and if one step is wrong
I have no cards to play and that's why
I've got nothing to say tonight
