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"Paper Bag"

I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star, to pray on or wish on or something like that.  I was having a sweet fix, of a daydream of a boy, whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had.  But then the dove of hope began its downward slope and I believe for a moment that my chances were approaching to be grabbed.  But as it came down near so did a weary tear.  I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag.

Hunger hurts and I want 'em so bad oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up.  I gotta fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold.  Hunger hurts but starving works, when it cost too much to love.

 And I went crazy again today looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope.  Baby said he couldn't stay wouldn't put his lips to mind a fail to kiss is a fail to cope.  And I said, "Honey I don't feel so good don't feel justified come on put a little love here in my void." He said, "It's all in your head", and I said "So's everything" but, he didn't get it.  I though he was a man but he was just a little boy.

Hunger hurts and I want 'em so bad oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up.  I gotta fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold.  Hunger hurts but starving works, when it cost too much to love.  Hunger hurts and I want 'em so bad oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up.  I gotta fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold.  Hunger hurts but starving works, when it cost too much to love.  Oh hunger hurts and I want 'em so bad oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up.  I gotta fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold.  Hunger hurts but starving it works, when it cost too much to love.