Crawl back away

To bring it right back here
Each time we get to this point
I’d rather lose you to crime
then have to make up a rhyme

For each time you come back crying to my arms
A sane one would run
To a place he could call home not just a house
I’d like to think all you live simpler

Than having to live with a witch like her
Magical spells of ecstasy and other drugs
I’ll let the time tick away
Let me fade and sway
to someone better and some else
that I deserve

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