Ask me where I come from
While I'm resting on your chest
I'll say when no one's looking I might tell you so
Last night you went prying trying to look beneath
The glass I've painted back
You're begging, I oblige then reply
Can't turn away when he looks into your face
He claws the coal out so diamonds never grow
Now you know
Your words would have kept me strung along
Warm vagrant mornings stop the fog
And I couldn't hide another gun
Your love would have kept me loading one
And just the other day I met a man
Who roughed me up beyond repair
I can't recall his name
And if he has a name it must be loud
So you can hear him when he pounds
The knife I'm taking inch by inch so gracefully
Can't turn away when he looks into your face
He claws the coal out so diamonds never grow
Now you know
Your words would have kept me strung along
Slow vagrant mornings calm my heart
And I couldn't hold another gun
You couldn't leave me dead for long
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