Monopoly
S. Colvin 

         I don't know what else to do
         I would rather do anything
         Than write this song for you
         And perpetuate this thing
         In my head, in my living room
         With the usual arsenal
         Of broken chords and rusty strings
         To surrender all

         And I don't like to be so weak
         Retreating behind these lines
         The same old tongue-in-cheek
         Regretting that both are mine
         And I don't like to live this way
         This is really true
         But I know better than to pray now
         About what I just have to learn to do
         But imagine the nerve of God
         Letting me let you in
         And I thought I could let you go in grace
         I've gotta think again

         Because right now I would be bought
         and sold
         To see your face somewhere
         I would sell your sweet soul
         Just to touch your crazy black gold hair
         I don't care what's really real
         I was someone that you'd heard of
         I saw heaven in your eyes
         And we made a deal
         And that's what I know of love

         Music, it never goes
         But I told you I hate that shit
         When people say"well you know
         You got a song out of it"
         But I don't know what else to do
         I would rather be anywhere
         Than here without you

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