If I were your old flames
Would both legs and your heart fall open now?
You disregard me.
So of heat and foreign bodies
I'll take your words for gold
And be cut loose
On the run I go
Lariat still worn of course
In ill hope you come around
But I hope
They wreck me
Before you do
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 1:29 PM UTC
If I were your old flames
Would both legs and your heart fall open now?
You disregard me.
So of heat and foreign bodies
I'll take your words for gold
And be cut loose
On the run I go
Lariat still worn of course
In ill hope you come around
But I hope
They wreck me
Before you do
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