Will you hold me in your arms?
After what you said and did.
After what you said and did.
When you chose me of all
Forever I became your pal.
You came to me every night
Clutching me close and tight
Clutching me close and tight
I have tasted all that is of you
The sweat, the tears when blue.
And the sweet lipstick of yours
That wouldn't go off me for hours.
The only symbol of our affection
You washed away in dejection.
You covered me in pretty hues
I was after all to you, your muse
I stood behind your back
On your lap and in the dark.
On your lap and in the dark.
You no longer look at me
There is no longer the we
There is no longer the we
Now that I have become
Half of what is yet to come
Is it because I am no longer
The fluffy old pillow of yours?
Half of what is yet to come
Is it because I am no longer
The fluffy old pillow of yours?
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