I saw her once at a small club downtown
Something about her burned my world to the ground
She played so fast I thought she'd break her guitar
A clear trash bag full of paper mache stars
I tried to read the label
But the writing was gone
I tried to read the label
But the writing was gone
I had a dream I was late for my flight
My ticket was a drawing and my wallet was light
I sold my car
And I paid for my train
A six-hour ride in the pouring rain
I saw her once and it wasn't enough
She was so sincere
So crazy
So tough
She played so fast she set the world on fire
A clear trash bag full of paper mache stars
I tried to read the label
But the writing was gone
I tried to read the label
But the writing was gone
I had a dream I was late for my flight
My ticket was a drawing and my wallet was light
I sold my car
And I paid for my train
A six-hour ride in the pouring rain