Lady Drama | A Rock’n Roll Band

It begins with a bend in the camera lens
Trying to find what was wrong with your heart
There’s a secret tube where the blood doesn’t move –
It just whispers a prayer in the dark
And though you push to make it go
It just hurts to sing this low

Now, it was her that you fought from the edge of your thoughts
At the top of an empty page
If you can’t feel something wild every once in awhile
Are you pacing the floor of a cage?
And all these bars are passing slow
Though you push to make em go

Make em go.

And now she’s dead, dead and gone, like a radio song
That you never will hear again
And though it plays in your mind, it becomes less refined
Till it leaves just the chord at the end
And so you linger on each note
You keep the bars ‘a passing slow

Passing slow

Time to straighten you face, put a weight in her place
Just to feel something drag along
But you get no relief if you cannot believe
What you’re rushing to prove so wrong
It doesn’t matter what you know
Cause you can linger but she must go

Yeah! She must go!