if you make up a story as you go along
it might turn into a happy song
or it might turn into a cry of despair
you will never if you are not there
start with a girl who is down on her luck
and a guy driving a pickup truck
he stops and asks her if she wants a ride
she says no and he starts to cry
this story could go in a lot of directions
you could cut it up in little sections
he could just drive way
and she could live for another day
she could become a tv star
and he could sit in a lonely bar
and look up and see her face on the screen
and wonder what it all means
or he could look through a dark lens
and vow eternal revenge
on the whole female species
while she gets a tan on sunny beaches
or they could both go down the road
dreaming in a secret code
that unlocks the key to these universes
of solitude, despair, and curses
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