The next to the last romantic
“We’ve both had dry spells, hard times in bad lands. I’m a good man, for ya.”
I get the feeling that
You don’t like yourself,
and I know I don’t like myself.
I get the feeling that
You don’t know why I like you
And I can’t understand why you like me.
But if you can take the fire out,
I’ll take the fire out.
I’ll go to the end with you,
If you will go all the way down with me.
