Draped across her heart was a velvet pain
She made a promise to me that she would never love again
She looked me in my eyes and gave me comfy rugs
But there isnt any room in house for a lie
I looked back and her and said you need a leprechaun life
To live a little is the motto
Her heart is cold as Colorado
Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 12:36 AM UTC
Draped across her heart was a velvet pain
She made a promise to me that she would never love again
She looked me in my eyes and gave me comfy rugs
But there isnt any room in house for a lie
I looked back and her and said you need a leprechaun life
To live a little is the motto
Her heart is cold as Colorado
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