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I’m a bird landing soft on the edge of the wire
You’re the stone sinking deep in my chest
The cross on your neck feels just like the ice on the wire
At your house where we played as small kids

You’re the note in my pants reaching right near the crotch
I’m the same ‘neath that lace and your breast
Let’s go back just with words to the time by the lake
Before my life felt like someones cruel test

Tell Me that God keeps his miracles locked up
And pockets of pills will release them
But I don’t think that you can
I don’t think that you can release me

Miss me bad or I swear there will be hell to pay
Love me darling you better or else
And take a picture put it on the hood of your car
And drive to places that we’ve never been


Tell Me that God keeps his miracles locked up
And pockets of pills will release them
But I don’t think that you can
I don’t think that you can release me

I thought I knew you
but I guess I just looked right through you
when I saw love staring right back at me
Saw love staring right back at me
Saw Love staring right back at me

Darling you are a tragic character
from books that I never tried to read
And I guess I’m just a dumb shit
Guess I’m just a dumb shit and
And so sorry for all of this


I’m the moss growing slow on the stone of your grave
You’re the worms in my skull

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