And I can't say that I know your middle name
It's escaped me
I'm captivating by the rest
And I can't say that I know your guilty traits
You always spoke to me
With such confidence
And your left hand is stronger
Your lips they are younger than mine
Though I never would have guessed by this time
And your mother she knows me and she tells me so
I guess that I made an impression
Before I knew what that meant
And your sister she never knew what to do with the thoughts that I'd given to you
But she was just drunk on herself
And on alcohol, too
But don't give yourself
Away just yet
Some thoughts that I have of you have remained since the day that we met
And your smile, well, it's impressive (I guess) to an amateur
But death to a saint
Or a sinner like me
And your hair, well, it changes with the seasons, but I can't keep track of that
When I am exposed to your face
And its freckles in place like a map
And don't pull out your lime green nail polish
If you don't want me to cry
That song reminds me of you and it will till the day that I die
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