I would walk all the miles If you'd lay and part
I'd write you a song if you just break my heart
I will love you forever, my woman, I plea
just love me and hold me and then let me be
I would draw you an ink if I thought you would work
I'd buy you the ocean if you'd only hurt me
I would steal you a river if you only see
would you love me and hold me and then let me be
I'm a sick kind of lover now I'm cruel to myself
I am a writer who is nothing if he is not in hell
I will owe you an favor if it's alright,
would you love me and leave me with something to write
would you love me and leave me with something to write
I would ache to my bones from the hours I spent
writing poems of loss if you'd sleep with my friends
I would paint you a mirror than ring all the bells
If you please just mistreat me and put me through hell
I will treat you like an angel and say all the things
and only use poems and only dare dreams
I will love you with all my heart if you would
just love me and hold me and leave me for good
I'm a sick kind of lover and I'm cruel to myself
I'm a writer who's nothing if he's not in hell
I will owe you a favor if that's alright
would you love me and leave me with something to write.

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