More Ways Balthazar

She stands up when
There's no reason to be found to stay
Lets it drop to have no
Bit of attention to pay
And meanwhile she had her
Shadow printed in her chair
She walks out but has her
Eyes in the back of her head

She must have forsaken her manners
To make it all clear
She has silent fun with her high heels they run

She comes in and has her words
For who is willign to hear
Wrapped in thickened talk and
Maintained by her humble tears

She must have forsaken her manners
To make it all clear
She has silent fun with her high heels
They run out of here

She must have forsaken her manners
To make it all clear
She has more ways to play her game
She has more ways to play her game