After all this time,

To give in, give in.

Six months in the bottle won’t touch the pain.

You leave your note, but

The questions remain.

Are you trying to break my heart?

Would you even go out if your way? Or

Would you let it just happen

As you come and go?

Ain’t there nothing that you want to say?

Oh, hold me again.

Oh, hold me again.

Oh, my love, what set you on fire?

You give nothing for free;

Gave me nothing for hire.

You drank gasoline cause you like how it feels.

Now I lay in the road and watch you burn up the hills.

Oh, my love, it would be a sin,

After all this time, to not come home again.

You say that for love you’d walk straight into hell.

But the things you do now you just do for yourself.

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