Courtney Love
Almost Golden
From - America's Sweetheart
Oh, all the things
I'll never do to you
Oh, honey, do all the things
I'll never do to you

Sorry 'bout the fire
Sorry 'bout the torch
Sorry I had to have my revenge
Send it in a note
Said you cannot go
Say you were sick, you can't get dressed
Come on be on fire
Come on be a liar
My dress is the prettiest
Cover me in burns
Everyone take a turn
I'm already humiliated

My oh my, baby, you do reflect the sun
My oh my, baby, you were almost golden
My oh my, oh, how you do reflect the sun
My oh my, baby, you were almost golden

Sorry 'bout the fire
Sorry 'bout the torch
Sorry I had to have my revenge 
Send it in a note
Say you cannot come
Say you are still tied to the bed

When's he gonna come
When's he gonna spring
When's he gonna crawl out in public
When's he gonna come
Screaming bombs away
When's he gonna kill me in this room

My oh my, he's in his gloriousness
Watch him tear me down with such a vengeance
Hold on to me
Yeah, baby, hold hold on tight
Yeah, well, just see which one of us gets out alive

Oh, honey, do all the things I'd never do to you 
Cover me in fire
Cover me in lies
That's just your entertainment
Sorry I'm upset
Walked a mile behind
I was stuck and you're still in a daze
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