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Artist: Dessa
Canonical path: /dessa/551
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551
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551
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One, two
One, two, three
She's a latter day saint
But she's a Saturday sinner
Suicide Sunday dessert for weekends drinking her dinner
The worry keeps her slender
The pills keep her awake
Her man can't make her happy but he helps to still the shakes
Met her boyfriend at the bar, said he'd stick to beer
Said I could keep the cocktails, martinis taste like tears
I asked if he would leave her
What with all the grief
He passed the pitcher back to me and asked what I believe
I said virginity is a childhood disease
And these days it seems have interest for the addict thief
Patience for the epigrammatic, but brief
There's only four ways to acquire
Anyone who says different is a salesman or a liar
You can find it, earn it, make it or steal it
I haven't found a single way to keep it
'Cause you can leash it, it'll leave
You can teach it to stay and it'll leave
You can case and display it, decay and waste it away
And day by day it leaves you by degrees
He put his hand on my knee, sometimes that's what it takes
He doesn't make me happy but he helps to still the shakes
Put all your words away
For all the noise you make
You were always safe
You were always
You were always
You were always safe
With me
Safe in sleep
Congratulations to the dry eyes
Consolations to the nice guys
And condensation's on the underside of everything I touch
I seem to chill the objects that I meant so much to love
A man can keep you sane five-hundred-and-fifty days
A year and a half, give or take an afternoon
We should have sooner left the train but we made it
I guess that makes us the survivors
Tumor blooming in my brain, I hate it
But it makes the colors brighter
So fight the anesthesia, spite the man that leaves you
Like the sad disease you contracted while sitting boring and bored
Come back with the lab report
Your nervous disorder
Only the rich are afforded
Only the rich are afforded
Only the rich are afforded
Only the rich are afforded
Put all your words away
For all the noise you make
You were always safe
You were always
You were always
You were always safe
With me
Safe in sleep
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