If I wanted this story,(and you did, and you did.)what I wanted was more than touch.(and you did, and you did.)But I’m nobody’s daughter,(and you are, you are.)and you found me out too early, baby.Oh, I wanted to call.But then I’d ruin the ending.Oh, I’d want it to spoil.But you come back, youcome back home.You never told him.I always wondered if that’s because
it mattered too much or
not enough. I kept the picture,(that the bar tore town)I hold the candle. (and you did, and you did.)That’s not part of the story,I gotta believe in something.Can, can, can,Can you tell me the truth?You never told him.I always wondered if that’s because
it mattered too much or
not enough.
