Come on, baby. When we're alone.
I've got you all to me, the way it should be.
We're not going home just yet.
Pass you my heart
Between the sheets.
Can't pass up this view, you know what to do.
Don't fret your pretty little face.
And we'll stay up all night lying
Under the stars and lit by the moon,
But we won't be thinking of the sky.
In the morning I'll leave you alone.
Get up and stagger on home.
Would you hurt me, baby?
I didn't think so.
I'd never leave you baby.
Don't act so foolishly.
Where was your head, hung out to dry, in the pouring rain.
Hung at the alter; hanged for the crowd.
Don't forget me now.
You'll never be afraid again.
Don't ever say my name again.
Don't look me in the face again.
I didn't do those things.
Why would you lie?
Why did you do it? Who put you to it?
Well I hope you like the choice you've made.
And you'll stay up all night, crying
Over the stairs, and leave the bedroom to the parents screaming,
"I hope you see what you've done."
credits
from Passing It Off as Art,
released March 1, 2003
P Davis:
Acoustic Guitar
Piano
Banjo
Accordion
Bass
Drums
Vocals
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