Wake the Bear
you ll be sorry then
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God, I need somebody.
Can I get a woman's touch?
Tumble in the underbrush?
Remember⦠what of sickness as in health?
What of poorer as in wealth?
All of your dreams of better things
get in the way. I'm begging.
Love, don't leave on me.
Remember how it felt beneath my weight.
Now you just push me away.
Love, don't leave.
You'll be sorry when you're gone.
Hang your head, admit you're wrong.
You'll be sorry then.
You'll regret it when you leave.
Crawling on your hands and knees.
You'll be sorry then.