Vegas

Waiting in the ticket line

See all the boys walk by
Thinkin about the light show
Wonder why I know you're kind

See you turn your light on

Knowing that there's something wrong
See you through the doorway
Looking back and all through me
All through me

Take the ticket from your hand

Hoping for a brush of skin
Listen to you gently
But it's all text and see

Looking at the cell phone

Knowing I should just go home
But then i wait for you online
Till you start to run and hide

I guess i've got a chance now

Can't believe you made me cry
Got the ticket in my hand
Run my thumb across the edge
Across your thin scarred wrists

Think about you all the time

But, it's only words and time
Even those three fade out
Vegas lights bright to gray

Turn the ticket over

Run my nail across the stripe
Shiney bands twist back
Curling 'round back towards me

Guess I've lost the lottery

You're crazy about this other guy
But it's really how it has to be
And you know i know you're kind
I know your kind

Painted heights soar around

Know i should be happy found
And I've been found

-Jon