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Sanatçı: Epicure

albüm: Quietly into the Night - An Epicure Anthology


Take this letter I wrote
To the girl I loved once
Now all the women I know
Sleep with talk show hosts
To the lies that I told
Darling lets raise a toast
And when your husband comes home
I'm out the window
It's so dark I can't see
Three feet in front of me
And all the ghosts under the guillotine
They're all whispering to me
But I'm not listening
I'm not listening
And when your husband comes home
I'm out the window
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Take this letter I wrote
To the girl I loved once
Now all the women I know
Don't compare with you love
Drowned our sorrows in drink
So, we'd never need think
You were sick in the sink
I was crying I think
It's so dark I can't see
Three feet in front of me
And all the ghosts under the guillotine
They're all laughing at me
But I'm not listening
I'm not listening
And when your husband comes home
I'm out the window

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