LOVE ME
Kid leather gloves and white boots laced up below her knee
Embroidered drop-dead stockings, as white as white can be
On her perfect shoulders, she wears only moonlight
And you will spill your wine....when she says
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me
Somewhere behind that white veil, her lips are bloody red
And those unfathomed eyes can surely raise the dead
Sweet linen barely covers glories you’ve never dreamed of
And you will spill your wine....when she says
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me
That skin, pure alabaster, can almost burn your eyes
And God her golden hair shines with fire from the skies
In the dreams of angels, she will come like Jesus
And you will spill your wine....when she says
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me
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