Erasure

it's a story about 
a street named "Decision" 
lays open the skin 
with its painful incision 

erasure 
it's time to rest 
erase your 
complicated mess 

a sharp dressed narcotic 
that drips dark red 
keeps you smiling 
when you say it's ok 

it's breaking me 
with breathtaking ease 
erasure 
rub me out 
erase your 
panic anxiety 

truth be told 
I never liked her around 
but she kept coming around between us 

I can hear you 
pioneer you 
whisper near you 
fire and virtue 
got to keep a light burning all day 

whatever 
happened to 
old-fashioned 
face value 
straight talking 
went out with 
June brides and fashion queens 

it's a story about a street named "Decision" 
lays open the skin with its painful incision 
your words are guns 
and they are loaded