Keith Otten


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Jagged Edges
...a little faith

She digs her nails into her skin
Just to see how long it takes the lines to disappear
Beneath her skin

Another dollar, another day
Another lottery ticket
A little faith, and two cigarettes

She calls a man on the telephone
Hangs up when he answers
He sounds too smooth for her jagged edges

Another crime at the payphone
Another crime of passion
She puts the coins back in her pocket

It's no time to look for answers
It's no crime to hang up on fools
She puts her faith in jagged edges....

She slips behind the wheel, slides down the road
Coasts down the highway
Takes an exit she can remember

Another stop for gasoline
Another pack of cigarettes
They can smooth those jagged edges

It's no time to look for answers
It's no crime to hang up on fools
She puts her faith in jagged edges....


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