| The Part About The Vine That's Growing Through The Window And Reaching Towards My Bed
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Read all the words upon the note
That you handed me so insincerely.
What did you expect
For me to say
When you had to ask
How it made me feel?
Your handwriting was perfect
You spelled everything correctly
Except for one small tiny thing
That I wouldn't mention anyways.
So now by candlelight
In my new bedroom
It's in the basement
Under the stairs
I'm writing you a letter 200 miles away
Hope that it will reach you
Some parts of it sound foolish
Like the part about the vine
That's growing through the window
And reaching towards my bed.
Hope one night while I'm asleep
That I find it wrapped all around me
To come and take me away.
Hope one night while I'm asleep
That I find it wrapped all around me
To come and take me away
To take me away
To take me away
To take me away
To take me away.
Hope one night while I'm asleep
That vine will wrap all around me
To come and take me away.
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