It s Sweet/Liz Phair
Down on the lower east side in the dirtiest apartment you could find
You took me up to your place but the elevator threw me into space
And I really didn t even ask what time it was
I could tell the way you draw the curtain back
It s sweet
How you believe
You re in love with me
You re in love with me
You come round, open the gate to a million empty bottles on the sink
You can over think anything you want but it really doesn t matter
Cause it s sweet
To believe
You re in love with me
You re in love with me
In the early light I catch you starin
And you make a joke about it
Cause it s sweet
How you believe
You re in love with me
You re in love with me
Cause it s sweet
To believe
You re in love with me
You re in love with me
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