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(calculator ticking)

(unintelligible talk radio)

You want food?

Uh, no thanks.

Just a little more coffee.

Thanks.

Two bucks for the coffee.

(heavy breathing)

I have to go to work.

What?

I gotta go to work.

So go to work.

You think I care?

Good.

Go to work.

I'm going.

Get out of my way.

(heavy breathing)

I'm here.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

I had something else to do.

Your shift started at 9:00.

I'm aware.

Hey.

Essentially, about, a few years back

when Denver had--

(unintelligible talk radio)

(dishes rattling)

That man will go broke

he's not more careful.

Stu?

I took money to the bank this morning

and account's almost empty.

I told you years ago he'd run this place into the ground.

No one's talking to you, old man.

He'll pull it together.

Here you go--okay.

I'll be back.

All right.

(door squeaking)

Warm you up there?

Sure.

Thanks.

Mm hm.

Are you new in town?

Uh, just new to this route.

You're a truck driver.

You probably get a lot of us through here, huh?

Yeah, I've seen my fair share.

Probably doesn't hurt that you're the only town

for 50 miles.

A good point.

I'll leave you to read your book.

(traffic noise)

(engine cranking)

(coins rattling)

I can change those for you.

I hate that machine.

Yeah, it's sensitive.

It's horrible.

Sorry, I said.

There you go.

Where's the closest shower to here?

Uh, motel around the corner.

It's kinda gross though.

Yeah?

Why can't I use yours?

Heh, uh, you want anything else?

I can think of a few things.

Yeah, okay.

Hello there.

Hello, darling.

Would you like something to eat?

(sighs)

Oh my God.

Good job.

I'm amazing.

Yes, waitress, please, thank you.

I, um, would love to start with your...

oatmeal with milk and sugar, please.

All right. Levi?

Oatmeal, milk.

You think that's free 'cause we put it on all the tables?

Uh.

Is, uh, is salt expensive?

We pay for it.

That means it's expensive enough

for you not to spill it all over the place.

Yes, sir, yes, sir.

I hear ya there, sir.

You two should learn some respect.

What did I do?

So you got a break coming up?

Not really.

Levi, I have to go to the bathroom.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's two of us.

(bell ringing)

Does nobody work here no more?

This yours?

Ain't mine, babe.

(sighing)

I thought you were getting back tomorrow.

You left the light on.

You have a bedroom, you know.

Did you bring home any food?

Nuh-uh.

(sighing)

You wanna play?

Sure.

You wanna go first?

Yeah.

Too bad.

Oh.

Fran sucker!

(sighing)

How is that new bar?

It's a shit hole.

Did you get laid?

Yeah, kinda.

Where's the lucky lady?

I'm not bringing those girls back here.

You can bring girls here if you want.

Why you acting all weird?

I'm not acting weird.

Why aren't you trying to piss me off then?

(video game noises)

Francine?

Huh?

What're you doing?

Going to sleep.

All right, well...

What do you want?

Like, why did you wake me up?

I thought you might wanna sleep in your bed.

Ow.

Do you wanna go get breakfast?

No.

Uh, there's shit to eat, Francine.

Well, go to the store.

Give me some money and I'll go shopping.

Why don't you get a job?

What's wrong with unemployment?

Um, it barely pays.

It pays a dickload considering it's for doing nothing.

You ever thought that maybe

I have more important things to do than pay your rent?

Not really.

Well, I do.

Last time I was working,

when you fucked your boss and ruined his marriage,

you just sat around here

and listened to sad vagina music.

That the kinda stuff you wanna get back

to doing that's so important?

You know, I don't throw your shit in your face.

Yeah, you do.

Like when?

I'm not having this conversation right now.

The fucking sun's not even up yet.

I'm going to bed.

You suck.

Fuck you.

(door closing)

(slamming)

Morning.

Good morning.

Want a grilled cheese?

Sure, thanks.

John called.

Yeah, I know.

It's good money.

You really wanna be married to that guy again?

The guy who came home at 6:00 every night

and who worked on the house all weekend

and who got up before noon?

I thought you really liked my, uh, flannel trucker look.

(scoffs)

Sexier than the bank look.

Hey, Ben, Eliza, your lunch is ready.

Hey, the kids get the hats that I got 'em?

Yeah.

Yeah, they got the hats.

Yummy, yummy in my tummy.

Oh, come here!

Let me see you.

What is this?

What is this face?

I like your hat.

-Thanks. -It looks good.

They're never leaving the house in those.

Did you leave the house with it?

Yeah.

What did the neighbors say?

They said, "Time to move."

-They liked it? -Uh huh.

-That's pretty cool. -And they liked the way

I put mine backwards.

How'd you get so much more?

They call you "hip"?

You're hip?

No.

No.

They called me awesome.

Really? Yeah.

Of course they did.

(traffic noise)

Why you look good?

I guess I got a good night's sleep.

Wanna come in?

No. Not today.

(unintelligible talk radio)

Well, what about tomorrow?

Tomorrow's my birthday, Dad.

Yeah, I know.

Okay, I know you need to go, but--

You know what we discussed about cell phones.

No, not until you're 16.

Jenny, why don't you go start the car?

What, I can't even give her a gift now?

I'm never gonna hear the end of this.

You've made me the bad guy, you know.

Well, let her keep the phone.

Stu, I really don't wanna fight right now.

You know, I haven't seen her in over two months.

I took the night off.

She's 15.

She wants to spend her birthday

with her friends instead of her dad.

She'll grow out of it.

You look good.

You still doing okay?

Of course, Danielle.

I wanna make this work.

Look, I'll call you next week and we'll find a time

for you to take her out to dinner, okay?

(car running)

Call me if you need me.

I think I got it.

(machine creaking)

(door opening)

How much longer you have on the dryers?

Ten minutes.

You have a son, right?

Not no more.

(overhead fan blowing)

There you go.

Thank you.

What're you guys up to tonight?

You going out?

Just over to the mill.

Yeah, Jim's gonna find us some strippers.

(laughing)

Easy, Frank.

I may have to find that Russian girl later.

She's not Russian.

She's Serbian.

Is she around?

Do you need change for this?

It's all yours.

What's she so pissy about?

Bye, guys.

Mm-hm.

Yup.

(unintelligible complaining)

So what's your deal?

You just drive in the northwest?

Yeah, I try to.

I try to stay near my family.

Got some time to play cards with me?

Or you gotta go?

Depends on the game.

Depends on what you know.

Ah, Go Fish, Old Maid.

I might remember a little poker.

Ah, a cardshark, huh?

Let's play Go Fish.

All right.

You must have kids.

Seven and Five.

(door creaking)

Hey.

Frank was looking for you.

See ya.

She's friendly.

(giggling)

She has her moments.

All right, you have any kings?

Oh man.

I...do.

I was gonna lie.

Don't lie.

Thank you.

So she's a friend of yours?

I mean, I like her.

That's half of it.

How about threes, you got any threes?

Mm-mm, go fish.

She was a mail order bride.

-Really? -Yup.

Hm, I have one of those.

No you don't.

For real?

No.

Nope, my wife and I, we met the more traditional route.

So you guys are still together?

Yeah, just had our 10 year anniversary.

Well, congratulations.

Thanks.

Me or you?

Um...I don't know.

Where are all the God damn customers?

I told 'em to go home so I can play cards with this gentleman.

Wouldn't surprise me.

You go.

How about...

twos?

Yeah.

I got another one, too.

Oh, you were holding out.

That's not cool.

Thanks for the company.

I better go.

(dog barking)

Move up.

Freckles On My Chin.

For a band?

I think that sucks.

(clicking)

What about Tiger Cock?

(video game sounds)

Bold.

It's got a ring.

It does.

No, get your own.

Come on, come on, come on.

Yours tastes better.

Mm, mm.

Oh, that's good.

Thank you.

You gotta go to the right.

Don't do that-- don't, no I don't like it.

-I wasn't gonna do that. -I don't like it.

-I wasn't gonna do that. -I don't like being tickled.

I was not even tickling.

I don't--please don't.

Cut the fucking shit out, man.

Oh-oh, come on, come on.

If you think that's flirting, then no wonder you're single.

Francine, just 'cause you bang anyone that looks at you.

Shut up.

Then stop looking at me.

Fuck you, fuck you.

(door closing)

Corey said you went home with some slut the other night.

So, when did you start taking

such an interest in my nightlife?

I didn't.

(sighing)

Come here.

Do you like playing with those guys?

Those guys out there?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's fun.

What if you guys don't go anywhere?

(grunting)

Where are we gonna go, I mean,

we're not going anywhere, honey.

Corey thinks you will.

Yeah.

Corey.

Bless his heart, bless his little--little thumper.

Come here.

Come here, please.

There, oh yes, see.

You're right, we should make out.

That's a good idea.

No, I don't wanna make out.

I'll start.

(giggling)

You know, Corey can fucking mind his own business.

I mean, what is he, your dad?

No.

He's not even your brother, right?

Yeah, I know.

Right.

So what the fuck?

(sighing)

I guess we could make-- make love.

No, I don't want to.

Try that--have you ever tried that?

No, I've never tried that.

I heard it's fun.

(rotary phone dialing)

Hi, Jenny, it's your dad again...

calling to see when would be a good time

to get together for your birthday dinner.

Better late than never, right?

Give me a call when you can.

Love you.

Hello.

Hi.

Hey.

Why are you here?

'Cause I was hungry.

How was your drive?

It was pretty standard.

Do you mind that I'm--

Uh, no, go ahead, go right ahead, here.

Thanks.

So what's the attraction?

Of?

Truck driving.

I don't know.

Is that your rig?

My rig?

That's what they call it, right?

Yeah.

Can I check it out?

(sighing)

How long you been workin' at the diner?

Mm...12 years, on and off.

Wow.

Gonna stay working there?

Mm...I don't know.

(engine quieting)

You wanna give it a go?

Okay.

A drive.

(laughing)

-Yeah. -Come on.

(squeaking in close quarters)

All right, here's your lesson, ready?

Mm-hm.

Hat on.

Thank you.

See that key right there?

-Mm-hm. -That's your ignition.

-Yep. -Engine.

Start right there.

Clutch, brake, accelerator.

You know what this is.

-My stick. -Yeah.

All right, so you're gonna put in the clutch.

Okay.

And turn the ignition, turn the key.

Yeah, it sticks a little bit,

just wiggle it.

There you go, hit the start.

Like that.

(engine roaring to life)

And release the brake.

-How do I do that? -Just punch it in.

Okay.

(mechanical hissing)

All right.

So what you're gonna do is you're gonna

put the clutch in, and let it out slowly.

I'm going backwards.

Gonna go forward.

-Okay. -All right.

There you go.

Got it?

I think so.

Okay.

Just give it a little gas.

(slow rumbling)

Start turning your wheel.

I feel like it's gonna tip over.

Mm-mm, just keep going, give it a little more gas.

-Okay. -Good.

Straighten.

You wanna stop?

Yeah, I need to.

Put the clutch in, all right?

And you're just gonna hit the brake real lightly.

Ooh, sorry!

That's it, hit the ignition.

-Hit the key. -Uh-huh.

Pull out your brake.

(mechanical hissing)

That's it.

Nice job.

You're hired.

So...

...how much does one of these bad boys cost?

That depends.

I got this one used, so...

-It's a sleeper? -Yeah.

It's fancy.

It's not that fancy.

It gets it done, though.

Hm.

It's bigger than what I thought it would be.

-More books. -More books.

Boring.

I could sleep here.

Do you wanna come back here with me?

It's probably not a good idea.

You sure?

No.

(laughing)

I'm sorry.

Um...I'm sorry.

You shouldn't be sorry.

Wanna play with the broken radio?

You saw me looking at it, didn't you?

Yeah.

It's more wishing it worked so I could call for help.

Breaker, breaker.

I, uh, am feelin' a little lonely out here.

Yeah.

It's really not the same when you know

no one can hear you.

(crow cawing)

(appliance bell dinging)

You still early.

I didn't get to eat.

What you want?

Mm...apple pie.

Is good dinner.

Want me to warm it up?

No, I like it cold.

Here is.

(utensils clinking)

So dreamy just for a truck driver?

Shut up.

(gentle knocking)

(more urgent knocking)

It's me!

The machine by the back door, it don't spin.

I'll fix it.

And you owe.

For before and for this.

Is your little girl coming?

No.

I don't have any cash, can I pay you tomorrow?

You know...

if you're happy,

your little girl like you better.

Thanks for the tip.

(door slamming)

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

-I'm on a break. -I didn't say anything.

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

(sharply shuffling cards)

All the storage units have a number, right?

So you have to, like, remember which number

goes to which one, you know what I'm saying?

I know, what's the point of the story?

I'm just saying, there's this one that's been locked

for like a while.

-Probably just someone's junk. -Maybe there's something

in there we can sell, I don't know.

It's probably not that valuable if they're keepin' it there.

They'd probably keep it at their house.

I don't know, man.

Can't you just go look at the record

and see who rented the damn unit?

Well, yeah, I mean--

-Not workin'? -Not yet.

Um, I was gonna go for a walk, do you wanna go?

Yeah.

-Hey, man. -Hey.

How you doin'?

-Great. -Right on.

-Who is that? -Holy shit.

Ohh...

Yolanda.

Jelena.

Jelena.

It's almost like you live here.

Do you ever go home?

I been pullin' some extra runs lately.

-You cold? -A little bit.

-Here. -No!

You don't have to do that.

Come on.

I'm gonna take it.

Got it.

So those guys back there, they, uh, friends of yours?

Uh...

that's my brother and his friend.

Seem like the type that had a brother.

I don't-- is that good or bad?

No, it's good.

You seem just like you can hold your own.

Mm-hm.

That's my foster brother.

There were four boys and me.

So, is this your dream come true,

bein' a trucker?

No.

I was actually a banker for 10 years.

D'you get fired?

No, my branch closed, and, I don't know.

I was looking for another job,

I just realized I don't want to spend

the rest of my life behind a desk, so...

just thought this would be a good way

to get some perspective.

Huh.

Oh, the jacket.

Very nice move, the gentleman.

Who's that?

What?

Who is that guy?

No one.

No one.

Aww, don't give me that shit.

You sleep with every single girl at that bar.

It's true.

Tell me about him.

-Nuh-uh. -Tell me,

tell me about him, he from here?

He from here?

-No. -No?

Mm-mm.

Where did you meet him?

Here.

He's a truck driver.

Figures.

You got something to say, Corey?

No.

I mean, I saw his truck,

I figured he was a fuckin' truck driver.

Wow, that's great.

So you're...cozyin' up with truckers now?

That's fuckin' great.

Why don't you keep your nose on your face, huh?

-Mind your own business. -That's so amazing,

it's amazing--I mean, as long as I, you know,

long as I get my turn once in a while,

I'm fine with that.

You are such an asshole, Ty.

-Hey, Francine. -What?

Could you grab me some of that toilet paper

-and bring it home? -Get your own toilet paper.

All right.

(sighing deeply)

(door slamming)

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

(door squeaking)

(shuffling footsteps)

Thought you had a handle on this.

You told Danielle you quit.

What difference does it make?

I always thought it was a good thing

when a father wanted to spend time with his daughter.

Well, my dad barely stuck around after conception, so...

I'm not really the person to ask about that.

But...it counts for something that you're trying.

-You all right, Stu? -Yeah.

(door closing)

(keys jangling)

(loud swallow)

Has Jenny seen this?

Nuh-uh.

Why are you here in this shitty town,

running a diner?

What should I do?

Sell your paintings.

To who?

There's people that buy artwork, right?

Not here.

Well, then move.

Can't move.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You should go to sleep.

It's been a long time since you've been here.

Yeah.

Wanna stay?

You know...

you were the only one that ever treated me

like a decent guy.

Well, you are a decent guy.

You're just really drunk.

When did you get so sad?

I gotta go.

Okay.

(door slamming)

Okay.

(traffic noise)

You like good tea?

Mm-hm, thank you.

Did your kid draw these?

Yeah.

How old is he now?

He just turned 20.

What?

You do not look old enough to have a 20-year-old.

I am plenty old.

Don't you miss him?

I mean, why didn't you go back after Carl died?

My son with (unintelligible) mama.

She don't want me come home.

He's fine.

Did you sleep with the trucker yet?

I want to.

(kettle whistling)

But we both know how that ends up, don't we?

Stu is lonely man.

Don't matter who's with him, he's just...

...lonely.

He'll never change.

Thank you.

You lonely now.

But won't always be for you.

(rotary telephone ringing)

(grunting)

Hello?

(clearing throat) Hello?

D.A.?

Now?

(engine stopping)

I'm sorry it's such short notice.

-It's okay. -I've tried everyone else.

No, don't worry, it's great.

Um, I'll have my cell, so call me,

for any reason at all,

and I'll be back tomorrow by 5:30.

Okay.

Have you been painting?

Nah.

All right. Be good.

Both of you.

(engine starting)

Corey?

Get in here and clean up.

(distant dog barking)

(pinball machine clattering)

Can I talk to you?

(pinball machine clattering)

Really?

(unplugging with a snap)

Well, I'm sorry, Francine.

Can I do something for you, can I get you something?

Ohh, what is up with you?

Me?

You're the one with cuntitis.

Look, you can have your dickhead friends come over,

but you've gotta clean up after 'em,

it's really fucking annoying.

-I didn't order that. -You always have a beer.

Trent.

Fuck off.

I'm so tired of bitching at you, Corey.

Yeah, well, that makes two of us.

(snarky sigh)

Look, can we just get drunk?

I have to work at...no.

What are you talkin' about, you don't have to work

for like seven hours.

You can get drunk and sober in seven hours,

it's a known fact.

-Oh, is it? -It is.

Oh...

I don't know, you would know, wouldn't you?

Come on, just do one shot with me.

Francine, we never drink together anymore.

One fuckin' shot.

Okay, fine. One shot.

Trent!

What?

Trent, I'm sorry.

Can we have two whiskeys?

Yes.

Leave me alone

(distant baby crying)

Is that me?

Yep.

(door slamming)

(sighing)

(laughing)

Painting a picture that did not exist, my friend.

-I have no idea-- -She was studying.

That's a very redeeming quality about someone,

-when you're 16. -That's true.

That's what Ty says to me all the time.

Fuck Ty.

(sighing)

Fuck.

What?

Oh my God, I need coffee.

I'm gonna be so drunk at work.

Who gives a shit?

Your boss comes to work drunk all the time.

(groaning)

He does!

I know.

I'm such a failure.

Shut the fuck up, Francine.

I'm the failure, remember?

No, you're not.

You have goals and you have things you like doing.

You have lots of guys you like to do, Francine.

(laughing)

That's so mean.

I like this trucker.

Come on, Francine.

I know.

'Cause that works out.

Yeah, but he's different.

He's like--

He's like actually interested

in my pathetic life.

I'm interested in your pathetic life.

You don't count.

What the fuck does that mean?

No, you're not.

Yes, I do.

I'm, like--

You're like one of the--

You're one of the only people I care about.

Really.

(rhythmic vocalizing)

What?

What?

Corey.

It's the last thing I need right now.

What, you're leaving?

Yeah, I gotta go to work.

Francine, come on, don't leave.

Corey, some people have to fucking work.

(rhythmic vocalizing)

Oh fuck.

Are we gonna get dinner or something?

Oh sorry, um...

my schedule's kinda strange.

I usually eat dinner in the morning.

So we're not eating.

No, of course we are.

Um...

What do you want?

Order a pizza?

What am I talking about; It's your birthday, we should--

We should go out.

Where do you wanna go?

How about Chinese?

Eh, it's a drive.

You have a car, right?

Yeah.

So let's go.

Okay.

Oh.

(heavy breathing)

(traffic noises)

And I think that is something that people need to know.

People need to know about this

because we're talking about the president

that has an oath to Skull and Bones before--

that, you know, supersedes the oath to the country

and to our interests.

What?

First, you know you.

I'm fine.

Drink some coffee.

Some of them got, uh,

into the depths of the organization.

(fuzzy talk radio)

Why are you so tired?

I was up really late.

Oh yeah, because you work the night shift at the diner.

Yeah.

When do you normally sleep?

Oh, usually in the mornings.

I'm sorry I messed up your schedule.

Oh no no, don't worry about that.

Are you done with that?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

You guys want dessert?

I think my dad's too tired.

Do you have any birthday cake?

Um, I can see if we have something like that.

What do you want, like, chocolate?

Yeah.

I'll see what we have.

Thanks.

Thanks for letting me drive too.

Mom never lets me.

Well, here's to my driver.

(engine running)

Dad.

Dad!

(truck horn blaring)

(tires screeching)

(loud crashing)

How is he?

We're monitoring him.

He's stable right now,

but he still hasn't regained consciousness.

Doing everything we can.

(knocking on door)

(door creaking)

Hey.

How are you doing?

You okay?

Mm-hm.

You drunk, Francine?

Yeah.

You all right?

Mm-hm.

(sighing)

Are you taking me out?

I don't know.

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

(traffic noise)

So now what?

What were you like as a kid?

Where'd that come from?

I bet you were pretty bossy.

Maybe a little, yeah.

Probably really good at everything.

Not at all.

Come on.

(sighing)

Can I--Can I come sit next to you?

(birds chirping)

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

(car door closing)

Hey, there's somebody here.

Hey, Danielle.

You're up early.

Late actually.

Do you want some coffee?

I assume the hospital

called here about Stu?

He was in a car accident.

Oh my God, did he hit somebody?

No, Jenny was driving.

Oh my God.

Is she okay?

He's been drinking, hasn't he?

(sighing)

On and off, yeah.

Is he gonna be okay?

(bird chirping)

Hey.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

I don't know.

It's okay.

(sighing)

(bird chirping)

(machines beeping)

(approaching footsteps)

Hey.

She wanted to be here when you woke up

but I made her go home and go to sleep.

She wanted to be here?

She's never even had a driving lesson.

I thought it would be

safer if she drove.

She actually talked to me at dinner.

It's been a long time.

I'm glad you had fun...

before you passed out,

and let our daughter

crash your car into a guardrail.

Once she sees you're awake,

and gets into her head that she didn't actually kill you...

That's it, Stu.

You're out of chances.

(footsteps leaving)

(machines beeping)

(traffic noise)

(door creaking)

You going home?

Yeah.

I bet you're a really good dad.

I can be.

Take care of yourself.

You too.

(truck door slamming shut)

(truck engine starting)

(train horn blowing)

(key turning in lock)

Hey!

Corey.

Yeah, I know, Francine.

I'm an asshole.

Yeah, you are.

You know, why don't you tell me why it is

that I'm such an asshole.

I don't know.

I just-- I was just--

I have to stop doing things I'm going to regret later, you know?

No.

Come on.

You're my brother.

I'm not your brother, Francine.

We lived in the same foster home

for two years.

We're roommates.

And yeah, you walk around here in your underwear

and you're always leaning on me and touching me.

I don't touch you.

We're not related.

It's not like it's illegal.

And you act like you've never considered it.

We had sex your first night at the house.

I was 16.

I had sex with anyone that looked at me.

Well, some things never change.

You're really important to me.

Am I?

I don't--I don't have anyone else.

I know.

Neither do I.

Then can't you just be my brother?

(sighing)

Ah, fuck it.

(door closing)

(traffic noise)

(sighing)

(television playing)

(traffic noise)

(birds chirping)

(throat clearing)

I thought you were sleeping.

Well, this fucking sucks.

I'll come back and visit you.

You're not coming back to this shithole.

Shut up.

You know I'm gonna miss you.

(sighing)

All right.

So do I have to worry about a little poke

if I give you a hug.

Shut up--

Ah, come on!

I'm going back to bed.

(door closing)

(machines beeping)

You have someone coming for you?

Nope.

You need someone to pick you up.

I'll manage, thanks.

--drizzling with an increased chance of rain this afternoon

with thunderstorms the rest of tonight and for the week.

47 degrees right now, low tonight is 42.

(fuzzy weather report)

(kids chattering)

(fuzzy radio dialogue)

I know you're standing there,

I can hear ya breathing.

I came to say goodbye.

That's right, you're leaving.

Well, be good.

There's a first time for everything, right?

Yeah.

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

You are gone

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

One day you'll leave this town

And no one will notice

You are gone

I could've been a doctor

A diamond in the sink

I could've been a caller

The scholar who don't preach

But my vampires

take awful long

My vampires

take awful long

You left your love for sale

On the rack of an aisle

I stole it like a halo

You've got your lawyer, got your trial

But my vampires

take awful long

My vampires

take awful long

Oh they can drain a calling that's strong in mind

And move a mansion

Only you can hide

This life is left to distance

And so we do not break

And now we've got these callings

Safe travels with safe sleep

My vampires

take awful long

My vampires

take awful long

My vampires

take awful long

My vampires

take awful long

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