| Beneath the blood moon, all filled with wine
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| You say you love me for the very first time
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| And as the three words fire from your teeth
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| Like some perfect bullet to knock me off my feet
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through
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| And as you fall for some decent man
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| You place your life into his trembling hands
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| And as the red sun struggles up in the sky
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| With his arms around you, and your dreaming eyes
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into
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| And as I make love to another one
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| Your name is riding on the tip of my tongue
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| And as a body crashes on me like a wave
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| My resolve may weaken, but never break
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into
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| And the shadow of your heart, it cuts right through
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| And when the day comes, you’ve forgotten my name
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| And I’ve drunk an ocean to try to quell the pain
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| And in your autumn, when your colours have changed
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| Your naked branches or your lips don’t feel the same
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| From the greyhound to the after light
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| I was looking out my window all this time
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| The shadow of your heart, it cuts right through
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| I’ll be loving you, too
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| From your lips to the dirt they lower me down into |