Some of my delusions have the power to kill
Scared I'll get what I deserve
Or maybe scared I won't
I'm sitting in my garage staring at my motorcycle
My heart is so heavy, like a stack of bibles
Where I need you too much
Baby, I swear I don't
'Cause sometimes love can be so wrong
Like a fat man in a thong
It was shamelessly awake
I hold a seashell to my ear
And winds of echoed dreams I hear
Reverberations of yesterday
I can be rough
Sometimes I can be tender
But I can't negotiate
The terms of my surrender
I love you too much, babe
Go on and have your way with me
Well, emperors and reigning kings
Have showered you with golden rings
Now I stand with my hat in my hand
I know that I can't compete
With ruthless men and satin sheets
But I'm ready to meet your demands
Wars and glory, and ashes and dust
At the end of the story there's just us
I love you too much, baby
To ever say goodbye
When the moon is rising and the night is still Some of my delusions have the power to kill Scared I'll get what I deserve Or maybe scared I won't I'm sitting in my garage staring at my motorcycle My heart is so heavy, like a stack of bibles Where I need you too much Baby, I swear I don't 'Cause sometimes love can be so wrong Like a fat man in a thong It was shamelessly awake I hold a seashell to my ear And winds of echoed dreams I hear Reverberations of yesterday I can be rough Sometimes I can be tender But I can't negotiate The terms of my surrender I love you too much, babe Go on and have your way with me Well, emperors and reigning kings Have showered you with golden rings Now I stand with my hat in my hand I know that I can't compete With ruthless men and satin sheets But I'm ready to meet your demands Wars and glory, and ashes and dust At the end of the story there's just us I love you too much, baby To ever say goodbye Explain Request ×
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