Notes
Now if you never shoot, you'll never know
And if you never eat, you'll never grow
You've got a pretty kind of dirty face
And when she's leaving your home she's begging you, "Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay."
For love that is gritty and criminal and loud. For a love of vodka and cigarettes and riots. For the love that no one understands but you.
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