The Strangers

Lover, I don't play to win, Befall the thrill until I'm spent

Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker

I threw flowers in your face On my sisters wedding day

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You showed up with a black eye Looking to go start a fight

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Playboys under the mattress Like I wouldn't notice

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What do I share What do I keep From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep

Desperate don't look good on you Neither does your virtue

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Good souls have won better sons, Better souls grow worse ones (?)

What do I share What do I keep From all the strangers who sleep where I sleep

You showed up with a black eye Looking to finish a fight

Lover, I don't play to win Befall the thrill until I'm spent

Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker