Now that love's on paper, expensive phone calls, remorse
Kill for what you're losing, take out your sweet heart
Dress feels so heavy, don't even know if I can bear it
Standing in our moment and we can't even share it
'Cause joy is suspicious, dear child of divorce
I wait for your blood to admit our new course
I guess I'm yours
You used to hate L.A. but said you loved how I made it
So you would stay for weeks till our lives had braided
We used to drive the canyons, getting lost just for fun
I should have known that your ink could never dry in my sun
'Cause joy is suspicious, dear child of divorce
I wait for your blood to admit our new course
Joy is suspicious, dear child of divorce
I wait for your blood to admit our new course
I guess I'm yours
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