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She's tangled but true...

She's like whiskey neat...

She was written into his book...

Follow me my dear...

Love me like a poet. Fuck her like a writer...

Now the drinks and feelings are all mixed...

We are running all the red lights down...

Bite marks are love notes written in flesh...

Maybe it's because I can't imagine doing anything else...

Maybe it's because I can't imagine doing anything else...

Maybe it's because I can't imagine doing anything else...