We thought we knew everything about love
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And then there you are, slip of a woman
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Like shot from a blowpipe
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Even the sky has a different glow
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Men keep chasing that time
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That's been racing forever
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Hanging on my neck like a vine
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Like the reed of the blowpipe
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The sky's split open in places
It changes everything inside
It changes everything around
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Gone are the mornings with stalled eyelids
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Butane bottles
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I've almost lost my own head
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No need to make long speeches
It changes everything inside
It changes everything around
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Just never drift
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Farther than a blowpipe shot
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I've almost lost my own head
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So there you are, slip of a woman
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Like shot from a blowpipe
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The sky's split open in places