| Bring your silver arrows
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| Bring your tender and scented white breast
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| Bring the coldest blue eyes in this world
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| Bring the taste of liquor and cigarettes
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| Bring your voice that cracks and glitters
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| Bring the love I’m pathetic to crave
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| Bring me one more night long and bitter
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| Bring me the face of the woman I hate
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| Then put on your clothes and go home…
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| Just leave me alone…
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| This bed was warmed by your shadow
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| And my fingers still trace the lines where we layed
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| Now my thinking’s distorted and is shallow
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| Twisting the knife in the idiot face of my rage
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| Bring your torn and scattered pictures
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| Bring the sweat and the stink of your love
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| Bring the whispering words I thought that I heard
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| Bring me the wound with no healing or cause…
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| Bring me the tongue that you put in my mouth
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| And bring the pain and the junk in my lungs
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| Tell me you love me but not very much…
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| Don’t bother with reasons, just go…
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| Just leave me alone… |