She lays her head down on the wheel Laughing at the nicknames she gives to all her friends She calls me a sinner ‘cause I love to sing and steal Oh she stole my heart and didn’t make amends She sung out of the window of the man who broke her heart I call myself a hero but I couldn’t choose a name I asked about his reason she began to fall apart I guess the boy just didn’t feel the same I guess that’s why she’s dealing with the pain
So let me hold you now Before I have to leave again So let me hold you now Before I have to be in/ I'll never let you leave again So let me hold you now Shake off this old coward’s web I won’t make the same old sweet mistakes
She told me that I looked like a wreck in my new shoes I told her stories about all the places she had never been She had the look of wind rushed eyes I knew that she could never loose His perfume drifted from her quilt, it seems And fluttered ‘round my sunken poets’ dreams.
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She cut the hand of her sister And dried the blood up with her hair She longed the smell of the slaughter The dead, the living and the tale The dead, the living and the tale
She braced, hugged and pulled on my heart’s desire From the arctic moon to the hellish fire Across boundaries, open fields, trees and the rough She took me and she did it all for love She took me and she did it all for love