Chase City

The gun barked retribution, damning some to loss in alleyways, illuminating violent sharp his search for her one prideful suit after another.

Burning a hundred an hour to night in Seattle.
Soaking in deluge with a trunk full of instant madness.

Waking up alone in blood and screaming to the sky the things that move you

Soles worn
Stolen car
Where the fuck is she!?
You're useless to me, goodnight.

Remember the kisses and blue eyes to heal the bruises and refill the drive.

Six broken ribs, one busted arm, one shattered hand, and a crushed toe by the time he had knocked the pins down.

Framed in sunset now he holds her on the beach.
I walked through hell for you and I'd do it again if I had to because I love you. Always.