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May 2019
It's like a round-about, around and 'round.
Everything that goes up must come crashing down.
It should be easy like a certain fate.
I've never even asked you out on a date, cause...

You won't want me when you're sober.
I don't want you when your getting high.
All in all I guess we're out of luck.
I guess the two of us will never...

Well okay,
I see you over there,
And I wonder what's that scent you wear.
I see,
There's a glimmer in your smile for me.
But our harlequin romance ain't ever gonna be,
Cause...

You won't want me when you're sober.
I don't want you when your getting high.
All in all I guess we're out of luck.
I guess the two of us will never...

Ah, ah, ah, ah,
La, la, la...
For better or worse,
We're differently cursed.

What they're saying is probably true.
I could never be what's good for you.
Of all the lives on Earth you come into mine,
And struck by something sort of love
I'm going blind, but...

You won't want me when you're sober.
I don't want you when your getting high.
All in all I guess we're out of luck.
I guess the two of us will never...

Never gonna be in touch with each other
In the way that a lover touches another,
Never gonna know it, we won't say it,
We won't show it, cause...

You won't want me when you're sober.
I don't want you when your getting high.
All in all I guess we're out of luck.
I guess the two of us will never...
I just wrote this in one sitting. I'll put it to chords later. A contemporary song in the making.
Cecil Miller
Written by
Cecil Miller  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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   --- and Bogdan Dragos
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