cabaretic

I met a woman fifteen years older than me in the ward. She just tried to call me collect from the jail...and I had to decline the call. Don't have the money to pay for it.

I know she's run away again, out of desperation...tried to get back to L.A. or London, and her parents have turned her in.

I'm through trying to save the broken. The last few I've tried to help just dragged me down in the process.

I don't know what I could do, anyway.

I have no car. I have no money. What can I give her, other than company and hopefully a few wise words?

And I don't need to be involved in this.

I'm just the tired man.

The real game's not over here.