Awful Unlawful
Something borrowed, something blue
Once betrothed, forever accused
I know you, but you know me too
One and only, sacred heart
Chosen through the ancient art
Of survival, but you chose me too
And you know me, like the government knows the truth
And I know you too, like the devil knows his next move
Baby boy's first words and steps
Follow after what he knows best
And he knows us, better than he probably should
Take this life we've made together
There's a built in axe we can use to sever
The head
But you know me, like the Romans knew their dead
And I know you too, like our ancestors know regret
You know me
But not well enough, I'm afraid
And I know you too
But I don't want to know you today
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