Town full of monsters. Murder eyes, chewin on a hot dog.
I tried to save a girl. I did all. She gave it back.
At the Valero her man takes a poke at me, I pour a diesel can on his head; more a symbolic gesture lighting the matches.
I had a way out for her, with or without me she could go. Pick whatever she wanted off the floor of that trailer to take with her. I had a new town, an apartment, and a job for her way up where she could eat her cheese and crackers by the ocean. She stayed put. She never spoke to me again. Her man showed my love letters to everyone at the Valero. This hurts the worst as diesel at the Citgo is eight cents high. Always.
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