curtisthemilkman - nantucket, 1912

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[Intro] Trust me [Chorus] I guess I'm kinda bad at finding out Darling, lovely And I guess I'm kinda bad at finding out Who I want, truly [Verse 1] You don't believe in miracles And love can feel satirical At all, darling, lovely And love don't come in intervals You grasp my hand, and spin it then We pause, darling, lovely But I don't need to long for ya I just need to call, when you're off, baby And I'd still take the fall for you Should've kissed ma when I had the chance Now you're gone and I have to dance Alone, darling, trust me [Outro] Trust me
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