Charming Disease

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Gabriel Kahane - Pop

Charming Disease

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You were on the floor when I got home I scraped you up, cleaned you off, got you out the door I drove you to the basement on your knees You were sneaking out with little lies In the morning at the market, for a good time You tried to hide it by the lemon trees I took you home, then took away your keys What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease The doctor says you'll make it if you try You look up at all of us with your yellow eye I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease Oo-oo-oo-oo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah-ah What a charming, what a charming disease What a charming, what a charming disease Coffee burned, the plastic chair The shuffled feet, the shuffled stare 90 days, no guarantees You sank into a wine dark sea You sank into a wine dark sea You tried so hard, so hard to please You sank into a wine dark sea What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease You were on the floor when I got home Held my breath and stepped real soft And then I locked the door I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle, I'll bring the bottle Oo-ah-ah What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease

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