I would come as you would run
And I would fall into pieces
And I would chase after you
Like I was poison and you were my aim
I would yell out your name
Watch your gaze fly to the floor
Oh, but never mind, you were never mine
You've spilled your secret, now spill your crime
'Cause in the mornings, in the evenings I would wait
But my patience would spill on the floors and on the ceilings
Through my mouth as I called for you
I called, called
And I would fold, yes I would fold
'Cause I am a blanket and you were cold
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