| Blood on the mattress, sweat on the ceiling
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| Shadows are dancing all across the wall
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| They call that hashin' out the passion
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| Tie me up, t-t-tear me apart
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| And I got tossed in the tide of your rose
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| Well, under the night, you were mine, I was yours
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| Let the parade run over and over
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| And watch the town drunk try to get sober
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| Yeah, watch the town run everyone over
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| We gave our money up to the rotten order
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| And I got tossed in the tide of your rose
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| Well, under the night, you were mine, I was yours
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| Watching you come undone in the backseat, rubbing my eyes
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| All the light, it shines for you
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| Spending all my time in a bed between your thighs
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| Don’t think I’ll ever be through with you
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| And I got tossed in the tide of your rose
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| Well, under the night, you were mine, I was yours
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| And I got tossed in the tide of your rose
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| Well, under the night, you were mine, I was yours |