there's still blood in your hair
and i've got the bruise of the year
but there's something about
her long shady eyes
i'm all about her shade tonight
i hate your tattoos you have weak wrists
but i'll keep you well it's too bad you're married to me.
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there's still blood in your hair and i've got the bruise of the year but there's something about her long shady eyes i'm all about her shade tonight i hate your tattoos you have weak wrists but i'll keep you well it's too bad you're married to me. | |||||