I don't care where you fall, broken bruised and battle scarred
Its the last thing that I need, you broke up next to me
I'll mend you in the shade, take my shirt off wipe away
You'll be my pretty catch, the one and only until the next
Golden ripe and red delicious, taste just like sick sweetness
I'm full I've had my fill, its time to roll on down that hill
I'm dizzy and seeing stars, wading through murky waters
You left so long ago and now she's here to fill the hole
Maybe yes and maybe so, life is long and the fruit will drop
When times right and we've matured, right as rain pure as pure
Maybe yes and maybe not, seeds will grow, fruit will rot
I loved you once before, and I will love again
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