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Текст: Joseph Arthur. Birthday Card.

She wrote her name with her heart
Inside his birthday card
Right beside the PS which read
Please don't think I'm devious

It's not that obvious
In fact it's more of a mess
You're what I find most beautiful
But you're also what makes me the ugliest

So I'm taking away all of the love
I ever gave to you
I think you should've known
It was only ever on a loan

And I'm running away
I found myself a hiding place
I've been uncomfortable looking in your eyes
They always see right through my face

And if you find your eyes, you hunt me down
'Cause if I find my eyes, I'll hunt you down
And if you find your voice, you hunt me down
'Cause if I find my voice, I'll hunt you down

He wrote his name with her heart
On the back of a postcard
And right beside the PS which read
Please don't think this is malicious
But ever since you left me I am a mess

You made me happiest
And now I'm lonely 'cause there was only you
Touching your skin was like a shovel through the ground
I had no idea what I found

A crown, you crown me king, you made me lion in your ring
Training me with your see-through treasure
And bribing me with your guilty pleasure
You teach me how some things have no measure

And if you find your eyes, you hunt me down
'Cause if I find my eyes, I'll hunt you down
And if you find your voice, you hunt me down
'Cause if I find my voice, I'll hunt you down

You are my [Incomprehensible]
You are my [Incomprehensible]
You are my [Incomprehensible]