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You would never talk to me straight
You would always give out
And you were letting it swap around, O
Killing like a pout
But I, I was your mouth, just giving it, giving it
As if they were my words that spilled on the ground
--CHORUS--
But you are silver tongued, you are (playing orpheus)
You are silver tongued, (playing orpheus)
But you are silver tongued, you are (playing orpheus)
You are silver tongued, (playing orpheus)
You accuse me of clowning
Playing at my leisure
I was thinking Abbot or Costello
You just wanted pleasure
But you, you were my rock, just crumbling, crumbling
And now my fooling has turned our love to dust
(Chorus)
Give me stone for blood, I would've killed for that
But you, a born talker, a gifted hawker
Just tripped into the sun
(Chorus)
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