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- Wax On The Melt -

My record sleeves are scattered all around
And my candles have burnt down
Your disappointed not surprised though at this vagrant that you’ve found

And I’m dry and down
I didn’t make it to bed
As my eyes fail on me
I get this pain in my head
I feel like wax on the melt
I think I’ll throw in this hand that this morning’s dealt

Let’s take a drive towards the coastline
And find a breeze to blow away my cares
You’re disappointed not surprised though
But must you tell me so with a dirty glare

Yes I’m dry and down
Won’t you put me to bed
I’ll never touch another drop
How many times that I’ve said
I feel like wax on the melt
I think I’ll throw in this hand that this morning’s dealt

You know I’m yearning but never learning
Never acting on your reactions
You know you’re no help when I feel like this

You know you want to and you’re going to
Try and shame me though I don’t blame you
But when you tease me oh how it brings me down