Placebo Every Me Every You
Placebo Every Me Every You Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion s spent. My hearts a tart, your body s rent. My body s broken, yours is bent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there s nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse. In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz there s nothing else to
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