Secondly, I love this song despite the fact that it's a little sad in its connotation. There's a sense of hopelessness, of neediness with a simultaneous acceptance of how it is.
We began where we began
Same old story with a different plan
Same old woman meets the same old man
And they knock each other out
It rained so hard as we drove across the state
You laughed at first but then your chemistry was strange
The light in your eyes fell away like loose change
And I tried to figure out who you were at all
Who you were at all
Oh, you were at all
Something of a garden, something of a martyr
I'm helpless in your hands
Oh yeah, my candy machine gun,
Lemonade-flavored poison
Don't turn away from me
Of all seven daughters he loved the youngest
Her long brown hair felt no shame in his caress
Don't be suspicious of my love it was no accident
He told her without name
I've become so defined by you I can't tell up from down
The nature of your beauty pulls my bones into the ground
I smile though I ache as though the wind has stole my crown
And it makes me laugh like Cain did
And you weren't at all
No, you weren't at all
Oh, you weren't at all
Something of a garden, something of a martyr
I'm so helpless in your hands
Oh yeah, my candy machine gun
Lemonade-flavored poison
Don't turn away from me
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