marnie
To be the lover, I'll keep it all myself
And be the one who draws from the shallow well
I'll be the lighter soul, but I won't stray
You can move around it all and I won't complain
To be the one who sleeps Sundays over you
And be the love who
Ensconces you
(chorus)
Marnie, grow up
You know I can't rival your fame
Marnie, grow up
I'm getting tired of your pain
This perfumed water will wash the trust that died
Inside another, I'll open up your eyes
I'll be the lighter soul, but I won't tremble
I swear this time I'm gold
Don't make me beg you
(chorus)
Sudden how you suddenly said it
All along all this time you're thinking
This is over
Butterflies that that started this didn't
Fly away but the one thing I've been
Sick and sober
And I told you
And I told you
And I told you
(chorus 2x)
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Written by Rory Dyck & Pamela Brennan
copyright © 1997 SOCAN
Pam Brennan - Vocals, Percussion, Keyboards
Rory Dyck - Vocals, Guitars
Ari Tapiero - Drums, Percussion
Stuart Watkins - Bass, Vocals
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