Danger: Do NOT Touch

kill you dying cindie harper

I feel like life should come with a warning label. What doesn’t kill you, still hurts.


If I had to fall, it won’t be in your line

I got lots of jealous lovers that all wish they had me back

Got a pistol for a mouth, my old mama gave me that

Making my own road out of gravel and some wine

And if I have to fall then it won’t be in your line