I know your type, black lights and leather tights
You're black ice on the road on a drunken summer night, but
I got your number, your name, and your will to fight
Will you be coming over? Will you be coming? Reckon you might.
How can I care, how can I care for you, how can I bear to love you any less than you need
How can I hold you, How can I bear to lose the bruises that you leave
If you let go of me I'd be a fool to let you, fool to let you leave
Drunk on love or anything so strong as to drive the blood to make way for more, for
More when you've forty-four left, forty for your children beg for the bread that you won't give
And your boyfriend stands to wait all for you, drink up your wasted on me
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Drink up your wasted
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Running that money ma, living lose, playing hard
Damned if I'm gonna lose it, damned if I'm gonna lose it
And you're runnin low, chink in your glass and a knock at the door
What you looking at me for, what you looking at, me
How can I care, how can I care for you, how can I bear to love you any less than you need
How can I hold you, how can I bear to lose them bruises that you leave
If you let go of me I'd be a fool to let you, fool, fool to let you leave
Drunk on love or anything so strong as to drive the blood to make way for more, for
More when you've forty-four left, forty for your children beg for the breath that you won't give
And your boyfriend stands to wait all for you, drink up your wasted on me
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Drink up your wasted
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Drink up I'll wait