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