Birthmarks

I've lost control
Just when I think I've let you go
This song comes on about some diplomat's son
And the b-roll starts to roll
There were nights
Has v'shalom you'd leave my side
I still remember when in your parents' kitchen
When you pulled a thorn from my eye
Though it's all the same
I'm sure you remember it a different way
I'd rather not know
Do you spend your nights out on your own?
Or are you in his arms?
Do you fall to his charms while he traces out your birthmarks?
There were nights
When I didn't have to feign a smile
Although I could be wrong
You know that it's hard to tell my left from my right
We'll do it all again
You know I'd rather be wrong that disappointed
Just like a lunatic
I'll do it all the same and hope for a little change



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Romero
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