| I wanted love the most
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| But it never stays long
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| Add knots to my bedpost pretend to be mine
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| Sundress sprinkled on the floor
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| I’m naked, you’re not here no more
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| To keep me, keep me warm
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| Crack the door with the trash bin
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| Maybe you will come back and
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| Will keep me, will keep me warm
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| Just hanging on the phone
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| Wishing it’s too good to be true
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| Just me and my lonesome
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| Ashes on a tray long overdue
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| For me to pry myself away from nonchanlant toying games
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| Won’t keep me, won’t keep me warm
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| Crack the door with the trash bin
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| Maybe you will come back and
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| Will keep me, will keep me warm
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound
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| My love, my love, my love my love
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| Pour the salt in the wound |