Three Strikes

By Bebe Black

On I’ll Wait

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Dark night, time goes quickly underneath

Cold faces, they glow beneath

Invited me here through the grit of your teeth

Twisted tattoos on his waxy skin

Move like beetles over him

Invited me here, there's no way to get in

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

Push back dead weight of the bathroom door

Old names that I knew before

Invited me there for a good time, they swore

Fables he told them with stern belief

Dance with them and all my grief

Invited me here with my name on a wreath

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

I'm not grieving violently

I won't scream or shout

My pride will follow silently

Three strikes and I'm out

I'm not leaving slowly

I hold every day out

My pride will always belong to me

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes and I'm out

One more strike, one more strike and I'm out of here

Strike two, and I disappear

Three strikes, three strikes and I'm out

Three strikes and I'm out