.[Verse 1]
It was dark and cold as a knife when we tussled through the pines
You can howl at the bed sheets
Scream at the moon if you like
But it wonât help me some, wonât help me if we die
But it might help me some, might help me if you cry
She said, âWait! Weâl.
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