Allan Rayman - Mascara lyrics

She bites her wine stained lips
Mascara runs down her cheek
One last drag on my cigarette
And she turns to me

It's time to leave
It's time to go
She's comfortable
It's time to leave
It's time to go
She's comfortable

Time to be off on your own
No one's waiting on her
No one's counting on her
Girl off you go
Alabama, what are you doing out on the road?

Babe, it's been a long time
I've not been okay
You should never know
Well you been runnin' wild baby
Stories I've been told, baby
I should not have known
I hear you like thе warm weather
Powdering your nosе, baby
Sand between your toes

I heard you're in the desert, love
Tryna find a path baby
Tryna feed your soul
(?) baby this is not a joke, baby
I know how it goes
And now you want the good stuff talkin' like
You're being tough Stories I've been told
I heard you're in the desert
Tryna find a path babe
Tryna feed your soul
(?) baby this is not a joke, baby
I know how it goes

And you have been gone for too long
I've been starting to freak out, baby
And if this is a joke
It's been running too long
Going over my head, baby
And I cannot live without love in my life
Baby
They want me to live without love in my life
Baby

And you have been gone for too long
I've been starting to freak out, baby
If this is a joke it's been running too long
Going over my head, babe
And I cannot live without love in my life
They want me to live without love in my life
Baby