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My Heart would beat if it didn't meet your cauldron full of concrete.
So thick, Jaws of Life couldn't crack the shell.
I'm tortured in my hell.
I don't think gin will bring you back again, but it helps to soothe my head.
The thought of you and me maybe what I see.
I'll keep it in the back of my mind where you find what makes me come back every night.
I'll never be as complete without you in my life.
Every girl I meet, every heart that beats, I'll search for you in them.
I'd hoped someday we could run away and move out to the coast, where the tide on the beach may reach our feet. It always creeps back to the sea, where you'll find what makes me come back every night.
The stars that glow, they seem to show your face in a constellation burst.
The wind in the trees calls out to me, for a moment, I hear your voice.
There's nothing left in me that could ever believe you'd want to stick around, but I'll live day to day, be cordial everyday, then drink away my nights.
'Cause it's you that makes me come back every night.