Invitations (Live)

With a fleeting smile below the lazy

eyes

and the face that's not attempting to

disguise

It's an open invitation showing all the signs

"Sample my supply"

And her fingers touch the hand below

the lace

she suggests a later time another

place

he accepts her invitations

"Wanna spend some time?"

Written on her face

her stiletto heels go clicking through

his head

with the glossy invitations he mis-read

and you'd think he couldn't fail to

read between the line

plays the fool instead