You Can Kill The Paperboy

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You can kill the paperboy and get away with it 
Because he doesn’t know how to fight 
But I made my mark right on my confession 
And left it along with the money 

There was iron in the water but I drank anyway 
Everything you put in front of me 
I didn’t notice your shoes but I should have told you 
How classy you looked in your button up 

My, those are some pretty eyes you have 

Three days later it was Tuesday on the East Side 
On Wednesday you spoke my name 
Thursday stood a boy naked at the altar 
Witnessing a crime 

By Friday I could see your soft reflection 
Translucent as your words 
Never leave your soul sitting by an empty glass 
On a napkin in black ink 

My, those are some pretty eyes you have 
You can kill the paperboy

 - March 2005 -                                                                         #044