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St. Vincent – The Strangers lyrics
Lover, I don't play to win
But for the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
I threw flowers in your face
On my sister's wedding day
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
You show up with a black eye
Looking to go start a fight
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Playboys under the mattress
Like I wouldn't notice
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share
What do I keep
From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
Desperate don't look good on you
Neither does your virtue
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Good souls have born better sons
Better souls born worse ones
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share
What do I keep
From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
You show up with a black eye
Looking to finish a fight
But lover I don't play to win
But for the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
But for the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
I threw flowers in your face
On my sister's wedding day
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
You show up with a black eye
Looking to go start a fight
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Playboys under the mattress
Like I wouldn't notice
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share
What do I keep
From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
Desperate don't look good on you
Neither does your virtue
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Good souls have born better sons
Better souls born worse ones
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share
What do I keep
From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
You show up with a black eye
Looking to finish a fight
But lover I don't play to win
But for the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
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