Baby, remember on the bus and my hand was on your knee
When you love somebody, it's hard to think about anything but to breathe
Baby, I am the cub who was washed out in the flood
When you love somebody and bite your tongue, all you get is a mouthful of blood
When you love somebody, it's hard to think about anything but to breathe
Baby, I am the cub who was washed out in the flood
When you love somebody and bite your tongue, all you get is a mouthful of blood
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