You don't need to whisper baby Hate and lemon under your nails I don't need to show your telling tail
I don't need your prohibition Whine and silver under your feet I don't know what moves you I can't even see when i'm on my knees
Baby give that quiver to me I can shoot an arrow through anything Please don't give me your reasons I'll never need them when I'm on my trampoline
I can make your carbon copy Mercy and ashes under your hair
Someone slipped the combination Tongue and courage under your skin I don't need your resolution I don't need to sort what could have been
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