look I'm standing naked before you
don't you want more than my sex
I can scream as loud as your last one
but I can't claim innocence

oh god could it be the weather
oh god why am I here
if love isn't forever and it's not the weather
hand me my leather

I could just pretend that you love me
the night would lost all sense of fear
but why do I need you to love me
when you can't hold what I hold dear

I almost ran over an angel
he had a nice big fat cigar
"In a sense" he said "you're alone here so if you jump you best jump far"



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