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Brutal lyrics

it’s brutal without you
i think of all the things we used to do
red wine and cigarettes
on the back porch in the rain
it’s brutal without you

wasn’t it a clue to love
when i touched your heel at Joy Blue?
now i don’t mind a bed three times my size
sometimes but most of the time i do

it’s brutal without you
i think of all the places you took me to
from the top of an empire
to the depths of Alcatraz
it’s brutal without you

wasn’t it a clue to love
when you shoved me in the lake? it’s true
i don’t mind a will six times my size sometimes

were we all’s a losing hand
on the ghost train to Frankfort?
nine of your rings i lost in blue
were we all’s a winning hand?
with all this light upon my heels
i’m still coming for you
i’m still coming for you

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