Speak easy to me
Set me up at Sutton's
Bar tender's chipping ice and watching the foam rise to the top is something
Stand close to me
You always tell me I'm pretty
Let's head to a diner
I've had too much to drink and I'm being ******
I've had this cough for weeks
I've had this smile since we met
My body has been run ragged
And my heart is outside of my chest
And I always have secrets
And I always have my romantic greed
I don't care about money that's why I haven't got any, but I need love that bleeds
Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 9:08 AM UTC
Speak easy to me
Set me up at Sutton's
Bar tender's chipping ice and watching the foam rise to the top is something
Stand close to me
You always tell me I'm pretty
Let's head to a diner
I've had too much to drink and I'm being ******
I've had this cough for weeks
I've had this smile since we met
My body has been run ragged
And my heart is outside of my chest
And I always have secrets
And I always have my romantic greed
I don't care about money that's why I haven't got any, but I need love that bleeds
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