Lletres: Letters To Cleo. Wholesale Meats And Fish. Laudanum.

It's getting harder to believe
I've gotta go but I don't want to leave
You've got your mortality on your sleeve
And if I'm something you've outgrown
You think that maybe I'd have know

God, I wish I'd just known
I want you to be like me
It would be so easy if you'd just agree

I've chucked it all out in the past
'Cause you're the one I want at last
You are the one for me
I want you to be