Astrid Williamson · 2009
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Back to LyricsAnd her shoes were the backbone of serpents
Like the one poor Eve could not ignore
And it makes you wonder
‘Bout spells we fall under
And the map on her wall just reminds you
Other places are lit by the sun
If you could just get there
Maybe you could forget there
That
You don’t love her
You don’t love her
You don’t love her, anymore
You don’t love her
Still she’s so soft
When she wraps herself ‘round you
As oblivion ushers you down
You feel resistance
Somewhere off in the distance
And weariness keeps you from talking
Too familiar the things you could say
She loves you to hold her
But what if you told her
You don’t love her
You don’t love her
You don’t love her, anymore
You don’t love her
You don’t even need her
You don’t love her
Anymore, anymore
But her shoes were the backbone of serpents
Like the one poor Eve could not ignore
And it makes you wonder
‘Bout spells we fall under
And the ,map on her wall just reminds you
Other places are lit by the sun
If you could just leave her
No longer deceive her