[ti:A History of Lovers]
[ar:Iron and Wine]
[00:18.09]Louise only got from me innocent poetry
[00:23.09]Although she played to not listen
[00:27.21]But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else
[00:32.05]Ever could offer the same
[00:36.27]Some say she knowingly tastes like a recipe
[00:41.13]All those so foolish and willing
[00:45.10]I said, "Babe, I can picture you bend as if wanting to
[00:49.59]Bow as the curtain goes down"
[00:55.02]Cuddle some men, they'll remember you bitterly
[00:59.00]Fuck 'em, they'll come back for more
[01:03.51]I asked my Louise, would she leave and so, cripple me
[01:08.09]Then came a knock at the door
[01:12.67]I came for my woman, he came with a razor blade
[01:17.25]Bound like us all for the ocean
[01:21.05]I hope that she's happy, I'm blamed for the death
[01:25.71]Of a man who would take her from me
[01:31.90]
[01:48.80]Some say they saw in me innocent poetry
[01:53.72]Some say they'll never be certain
[01:57.40]But still it's been written, a history of lovers
[02:02.50]In giving, and taking, and ink
[02:07.09]Cuddle some men, they'll remember you fittingly
[02:11.64]Cut 'em, they'll come back for more
[02:16.47]I asked my Louise, would she leave and so, cripple me
[02:20.66]Then came the knock at the door
[02:25.15]Louise came to rescue me, missing the irony
[02:29.97]Blood made her heart change its beating
[02:33.80]I hope that she's happy, I'm blamed for the death
[02:39.15]Of a man she found better than me
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