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2000 years married with bruises
You think that you could make me better
You want me
You want me to be like
The average 1950s housewife
The cherry on the top of your life
You need me
You need me to be sweet
Sweeping up the shit under your feet
On call and always there in a heartbeat
Can’t you feel me walking away
Can’t you feel me walking away
Imma tell you for the last time
Don’t love me like that
Don’t love me in the way that you do
2000 years married with bruises
2000 years married with bruises
You think that you could make me better
Year on in,
Year on out we’ve heard it
My mother’s mother had to follow your orders
She said she didn't want the same for her daughters
Go tell me,
Go tell me you’re sorry
2000 years and you might be forgiven
Consider this a little lesson in living
Can’t you see me walking away
Can’t you see me walking away
Imma tell you for the last time
Don’t love me like that
Don’t love me in the way that you do
2000 years married with bruises
You think that you could make me better