No more suckee f*ckee you and I
Now that our love's run dry
So am washing dishes for one
We're done with what we fed on
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
Who's more or less unlucky, you or I?
With all of our years gone by
And when one day you're brushing off crumbs
I'd like to think that you're not numb
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
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No more suckee f*ckee you and I
Now that our love's run dry
So am washing dishes for one
We're done with what we fed on
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
Who's more or less unlucky, you or I?
With all of our years gone by
And when one day you're brushing off crumbs
I'd like to think that you're not numb
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
Now that our love's run dry
So am washing dishes for one
We're done with what we fed on
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
Who's more or less unlucky, you or I?
With all of our years gone by
And when one day you're brushing off crumbs
I'd like to think that you're not numb
Love's spell is contagious and cruel
Spell is asundered
As a plum, dark as late Sunday vernal noons
Writer: Andrew Power
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