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Sweetly
...didn't see it coming, but it was kind of sweet

She washed her hands of me while I was washing the sheets
Didn't see it coming, but it was kind of sweet
Way she said my name was like glass breaking in velvet

Fine Bordeaux, but the stem has a crack
Got to drink that wine or maybe pour it back
Set that glass down gently, one last time
Can't drink from here again

Glass stained my teeth, and the wine made me mellow
I feel the cracks through the velvet
My teeth were clenched, and the wine went sour
She said my name so sweetly
Said my name so sweetly....

She saw the things that I just could not hold
Watched the mirror drift from warm to cold
We held hands, but it was not the same

She washed her hands of me while I was breaking glass
I saw it coming but I let it pass
Way she said my name was like glass breaking in velvet

Glass stained my teeth, and the wine made me mellow
I feel the cracks through the velvet
My teeth were clenched, and the wine went sour
She said my name so sweetly
Said my name so sweetly
So sweetly....


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