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The marmelade of your coming cleanA bittersweetness I had never counted onI abandoned all to be at your sideOnly to hear you say your love had diedStill I'd rather hear even bitter truthsWe are friends for always there is no denying thisAll the knots we've tied ourselves up in willingly Only to find we are finally freeOn the night in question there were questions burningLike a water breaking in a belly full of lightAnd in your eyes and in your browsLooking at young ladies in the audiencesEven though I strummed on your blue guitarI admit my music was asleep with your dreamingIn the dimly lit room I saw your eyes wanderTo the pretty Evas with their cheap perfumeStill I'd rather hear even bitter truthsWe are friends for always there is no denying thisAll the knots we've tied ourselves up in willingly Only to find we are finally freeFiercely searching our love's ceiling I allowed myself too muchTime to realize the hearing loss that I had suffered in your midstLetras de cancionesMisty gray confection, powdered sugar in my earsI could not see, I could not hear the signs that love was bleeding fearI could not hear, I could see the signs that love was leavingThat love was leavingStill I'd rather hear even bitter truthsWe are friends for always there is no denying thisAll the knots we've tied ourselves up in willingly Only to find we are finally, finally free From Letras Mania