sandy
sandy in the morning you come
i know you've been there
you're hair always hangs a little closer to your skin as you come in
and though i know you treat me like a fool
i'm glad that it's by you
you make it easier to hide the things i do
and though i know you're not proud of it
i still like you when you come home
and though you say you want out of it
girl there's too far for you to go
stepping round with other people
it's like a loaded gun but you put it on so well that everyone still ends up loving you
and though you hang your head down in your room
i'll hold you through the gloom
i know how hard it is to be someone like you
and when you're done playing round with him
i'll be two bottles deep and you'll be wondering
you know I'm never gonna fence you in
but i won't tell you a lie, so you'll never ask me why
it's not that i don't feel pain at all, and it's not that i don't feel bad
but you can't be the one i want as long as you're the one i have
could you please not stare at me that way, you know that i didn't make this world
but whoever did must have been high in the making of all the boys and girls
you can see em on the corner beating their drum and singing that it takes two
but i don't think it's gonna be so simple for the likes of me and you
and if you want to be free then you can't believe in everything you've heard
but it's all written there somewhere in the making of all the boys and girls
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