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To Throw Gas On The Fire To Rekindle Old Flames Of Love And Hate


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soul mates

I'm not on the outside looking in
Anymore than you're outside getting naked and dirty
Last time someone explained that it's a sin
To want to stop myself from hurting me
I threw them away
To the gates of perdition
And I tucked tail and ran away
To go find some ambition
To want to want again


I'm not telling you to turn away
Anymore than you're saying it'll be easy
And if we both live til Mother's Day
I'll let reason come back to seize me
And I can't see
More than two feet in front of me
It's your sleet
Of ice cold hostility
That's freezing me in place


I blew it all up again
Severing ties the ties of these daggers aimed at my face
I let it take over
And the last time I won I think I came in last place
I'm reading between the lines
Of age and worry that crease your beautiful face
I'm letting it be over
Before I drive what's left of love from this place


I don't what to do what I did to anyone anymore
But I'm selling myself short
By thinking I'm not good enough to be a whore
I don't want to live with myself
But neither does anyone anymore
I'm going to rip my heart out
And teach it a lesson it deserves


And the drumbeat slows down


The sax comes in smooth and slow


The guitar winds down
Just one or two notes at a time


And in the back and in the dark some sad lonely deal is going down


Ah, I can hear you sigh


And it turns into a whisper


I don't know what you said, but I bet it was beautiful


It's slow and pretty and makes her smile


It's slow and pretty and makes her smile


It's slow and pretty and makes her smile


It's slow and pretty and lasts all weekend


It's slow and pretty and makes her smile


Sometimes simple isn't quite the answer


It's slow and pretty and makes her smile


Sometimes simple is just the answer


If we both come down and relax for a while
It's slow and pretty and lasts all weekend


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