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Rated: E · Lyrics · Personal · #2180314
Love lived in reverse...

I caught her
In bed with Red
Before she came back
I was better off dead

The house was old
The tiles felt cold
Don't wanna see
For sale become sold

She took the truck
But what the fuck
Transmission was shot
Shit outta luck

I missed sweet Benji
That pure Pekingese
This long haired beauty
Weakened my knees

Imagine my surprise
That fateful day
As I opened the door
I heard her say

I made a mistake
I see that now
I want to say sorry
But don't know how

I miss this house
It's peeling paint
I'm tired of wanting
What is but ain't

I forgot who I am
Yet remember now
Something you told me
I should speak aloud

You said:

Without you
I do not exist
With you
I cannot resist
This temptation
A fearful flaw
A chink of armour
I cannot ignore

Here's your wife
Your house
Your truck
Benji doesn't know
The meaning of luck
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