china, come take me back down

she had the whitest teeth

and a jet black streak

in her heart and hair
in her heart and hair

and she would sit for weeks

on a crowded street

and pretend that everyone who passed
just wasn't there

so i'll hide behind a winter beard

and sleep inside another skin

i'll slip away into the dirt

and never tell you where i've been

so china, come over and tell me your story

china, fly up here and bring me back down

china, i'm losing my dime store composure

when all that i'm building just keeps falling down
falling down

she had a christian's calm

and the devil's charm

and a sinner's luck in vegas when they turn those bright lights on

and she'd shine into those mirrors

put that light into your eyes

and she'd wager everything you had in the shadow of a smile

so china, come over and tell me your story

china, fly up here and bring me back down

china, i'm losing my dime store composure

when all that i'm building just keeps falling down
falling down

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