Wither With You

Yeah, we were halfway off the farm, set back
 Bank loan blowing out, red flag in the yard
 All the burnt kerosene and the time in between
 The light chit-chat in the dark
 You were sitting on a chair, pretty girl with no hair
 And your nine-mile stare, yeah
 And you said, "All the paintings are losing all their colour
 Darling, do you wanna take 'em all down
 To the ground?"
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 And was it Jenny, or was it Annie, or was it Lily
 That changed your point of view?
 Oh, your pretty face is curling up in anger
 Just keep in mind, my darling, I did it all for you
 And I was sitting in my lair, working on my stare
 Trying to make our dreams come true
 And I wonder what's the use when you're pointing at that noose
 And you're looking at me that way, okay
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 Long night, half right
 Get straight, talk it out
 Long night, half right
 Get straight, help me