17 Hours

Hands on her shoulders

Head down her back

Lying to her lover

At home

Making no money

Far away

17 hours

Of flying

And words are

Anyway too long

Words are

When she's in your arms

But in my anger

I'm on fire

And in his arms

She won't lose

In his arms

She won't lose

And keep me open

On the table

I am broken

I am broken

In his arms

Like her

And I have others

Like my mother

You left me naked

I hold in his arms

Like her

Where he sleeps

Where she falls

Where he sleeps

Where she falls

Where he sleeps

Where she falls

Where he sleeps

Where she falls