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B.Miles - Salt - Live from Opening Night, New York, 2020 lyrics

Artist: B.Miles

album: In Order of Appearance (Deluxe Edition)


I wanted love the most
But it never stays long
Add knots to my bedpost
Pretend they're mine
Sundress wrinkled on the floor
I'm naked, you're not here no more
To keep me warm, keep me warm
Pack the door with the trash bin
And maybe you will come back in
And keep me warm, keep me warm
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound
Just hanging on the phone
Wishing it's too good to be true
Just me and my lonesome
Ashes on the tray, long overdue
For my to pry myself away
From nonchalant toying games
Won't keep me warm, keep me warm
Crack the door with the trash bin
Maybe you will come back in
And keep me warm, keep me warm
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love, my love
My love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound
My love, my love, my love
My love, my love, my love
Pour the salt in the wound

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