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.