When I wake up in the morning I'll make you some coffee We'll lay about and let the day pass I'll wipe your blood off the concrete Take you to the party We'll drink until our brains black out And god, you're so pretty Your smile's unforgiving I'll place it where nobody can find I'll play all your favorite songs And shake when the lights go off I'll hide us in the warm night
Oh, I think you're alright Oh, I think you're al—
I'll be your old broken TV Your stuttering baby Your puppy when nobody's home I'll be your cigarette ash tray Come back when it's too late Worship you till morning comes
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