I cuddle next to her and tell her that I love her
As I lay on the washroom floor
Flourescent lights abover her
Romantic Rugburn Ceramic Solitude
Romantic Rugburn
This Song's for you.
I run my fingers through her hair
And tell her that I need her
I can dress her up
But I can't afford to feed her
Romantic Rugburn Ceramic Solitude
Romantic Rugburn
This Song's for you.
Instrumental
One day we'll be married
And she will be my wife
As I go sliding slowly
Down the razor blade of life
Romantic Rugburn Ceramic Solitude
Romantic Rugburn
This Song's for you.
