I had a rosy dream,
You gave up on you,
And I gave up on me.
Well, love came along and said,
“Leave them be.”
We were wrecked on every rocky tasted.
Light a cork, my pretty little angel.
I’m singing to empty bottles everywhere, everywhere.
Stall me, stall me, I'm all in.
Stall me, call me up, or break me in.
A dark room and the wallflower garden of the party
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