17 Hours

Hands on her shoulders, hair down her back Lying to her lover at home Making no money Far away 17 hours of flight Words hurt when you wait to long Words hurt when she's in your arms But in my anger I'm a fire And in his arms she was In his arms she was And keep me open On the table You left me broken I'm broke In his arms like her And I am honest Like my mother You left me naked I burnt In his arms like her Where he sleeps and where she fell