Bitter Wine
 
We met some time ago, when you were almost young
It never crossed my mind to ask, where did you come from?
I didn’t have much money, so I stole you a rose
You were dressed like an orphan, in Salvation Army clothes
I never thought I’d lose you, no, I’d rather go blind
I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied
Your love is my salvation, it could always get me high
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
I know I wasn’t funny, but you laughed at all my jokes
When I was choking on the words to say,
you saved your finger down my throat
The first night I said I loved you, you told me to go to hell
You were giving me head, on that creaky,
old bed at the Ol’Durval Motel
Just like everything, even good love has to die,
Ain’t no sympathy when it waves goodbye
Your love is my salvation, it could always get me high
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
Just like everything, even good love has to die,
Ain’t no sympathy when it waves goodbye
No one even cried,
We were one of a kind, One of a kind
Your love is my salvation, it could always get me high
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
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