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and you know all my favorite singers have stolen all of my best lines.
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all i have is my love of love, and love is not loving.
i wish i could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips.
if you get close to her, kiss her once for me. always have respected her for doin' what she did and gettin' free. oh, whatever makes her happy, i won't stand in the way. though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night i tried to make her stay.
fingertips have memories, mine can't forget the curves of your body.
higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover.
well i've been terrified of changes, 'cause i've built my life around you.
i went to a cobbler to fix a hole in my shoe, he took one look at my face and said 'i can fix that hole in you.'
they warn you about killers and thieves in the night, i worry about cancer and living right. but my momma never warned me about my own destructive appetite.
if what they say is 'nothing lasts forever' then what makes love the exception?
but i am married to your charms and grace. i just go crazy like the good old days. you make me want to pick up a guitar and celebrate the myraid ways that i love you.
you are the smell before rain; you are the blood in my veins.
i am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.