Break the news - you're walking out

To be a good man for someone else

Sorry I was never good like you

Stood on my chest and kept me down

Hated hearing my name on the lips of a crowd

Did my best to exist just for you

Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark

Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark

Now she's gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart

Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark

I am my mother's child, I'll love you 'til my breathing stops

I'll love you 'til you call the cops on me


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