A History Of Lovers

[intro]                  [Verse 1] Louise only got from me innocent poetry Although she played to not listen But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else Ever could offer the same Some say she knowingly tastes like a recipe Although so foolish and willing I said ’Babe I can picture you bend as if wanting to Bow as the curtain goes down’ [Chorus] Coddle some men they’ll remember you bitterly Fuck ’em they’ll come back for more I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me Then came a knock at the door [Verse 2] I came for my woman he came with a razor blade Bound like us all for the ocean I hope that she’s happy I’m blamed for the death Of the man who would take her from me [instrumental]                Some say they saw in me innocent poetry Some say they’ll never be certain But still it’s been written a history of lovers Given and taken in ink [Chorus] Coddle some men they’ll remember you fittingly Cut ’em they’ll come back for more I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me Then came the knock at the door [Verse 3] Louise came to rescue me missing the irony Blood made her heart change its beating I hope that she’s happy I’m blamed for the death Of a man she found better than me [instrumental]