The False Contender

I once had a love but soon had enough

He was a false contender

He got so thin there must have been deep sorrow gnawing away at him

What will I do?

Will it always be you?

I hope and I pray he’ll leave me one day

We were so sweet under the Copper Beach

You left a mark you sunk your teeth

Into the back of my neck, oh let’s not pretend I needed the lesson that you taught me well

What will I do?

Will it always be you?

I hope and I pray he’ll leave me one day

What will I do?

Must it always be you?

I hope and I pray he’ll leave me one day

Leave me one day

Leave me one day

Leave me one day