I tried to write you a tango
But all we could do was stumble.
And I wanted to whisper in your ear
But all that came out was a jumble of mumbles
I don’t know you wanted to hear.

And I don’t know if this is a love song
But you have made your mark
You have made your mark.
We met each other’s matches
Then we set the house on fire
And our faces glowed in the flamelight.

So hold out, hold out, hold out your palm
And offer it to me. Offer it to me.
And give me, give me, give me something real.
So real that I can hardly breathe.

The Green Woman, she said
“You know this can’t last,
So stick your tongue out at life
And just get what you can, what you can.
While you can.
And you can.”

We sharpened our claws on each other
Didn’t leave a scratch
No we didn’t leave a scratch.
But you tap, tap, tapped my body’s hollows
To the count of three (one, two)
To the count of three (one, two, three).

And the Oak Men said to me
“look inside yourself and you’ll find what you need
What you need.
(While you need)
And I need…

And I don’t know if this is a love song
But you have made your mark
You have made your mark.
We met each other’s matches
Then we set the house on fire
And our faces glowed in the flamelight.

And I don’t know if this is a love song
But you have made your mark
You have made your mark.
We met each other’s matches
Then we set the house on fire
And our faces glowed in the flamelight.

I’m not sure if this is a love song…

I can’t say if this is a love song…

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