“I saved your life”
Desperation, I could smell it off her from a mile
Anyone could, and they’d swoop down on sight
But it’s not my responsibility
What did I care if she died out there in the cold bitter wilderness?
Or some vulture got to her first?
Life was tough like that you dealt with it and moved on
Brown doe eyes haunt me and I can’t walk away - not this
time
So I stop and give her a ride, it doesn’t mean anything
I’m allowed to give a fuck once in awhile
The kid was right after all
She did save my life, but not in the way she thought.