Lyrics Lonesome Crying Eyes - Tenement

Lonesome Crying Eyes

You got what you want from me
I don’t care now
It doesn’t matter anyhow
Don’t let go of what you need
It’s not a punching bag
It’s a hand to feed
The Strangest Couple in Love
I know you’d rather sleep alone
Like your dreams are just debris
Caught up in the ebb and flow
You know I can’t pretend to be
A better man than I really am
It’s an old disease
Everybody’s got it now
The Strangest Couple in Love
It’s no mystery how it goes
And how it ends, everyone knows
It bites hard
And it dies slow
Slow
Slow
Slow