Julie - Aloud

You step outside

And smoke your cigarette

You’re so mature

You never seem to fret

Those eyes

Abandon all contact

Your painted lips

Add color to the facts

But oh, Julie, then you’ll see

When you run back to me

So demure

With what you would reveal

But we all know

The pain is very real

And I

Know what makes you tick

You repeat

Until it makes you sick

But oh, Julie, then you’ll see

When you run back to me

Run back to me

To me