It's not the clothes that she borrows
Back thru the backdoor into June
just call me out Luck will sleep the October June
she's wanting kids sounds like fun,
I'll teach them to sing along
Sometimes in deep thought I'm 31
sure beats the end of a smoking gun
And I know that god exists
because I feel him sometimes
or my telephone lines, but when she takes up the sheets
when I'm home she says&"You're not really here."
"Baby you're a lie."
"You've gone away.
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