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Well, baby, lay down your price[?]-break poemsWhile I sit and mumble at your feetAm I a stone [?], or a stoned kid dreamin'Of a closet-full of crumbled teeth? [?}Young and hungry, dark blue and clumsyDumb enough to let you goOutside the show, drinkin' Nyquil and honeyTryin' to conjure up some rock and rollYou're the exception here, I'm the ruleI traded love for a song, like a foolI'm always drawn to the wrong thing to doAnd I keep provin' itWhere the sky came apart with my guilt-stricken heartBaby, break me down, break me upAnd we'll let freedom ring while the blacktop singsIn the sad Baptist rain for usYou're the exception here, I'm the ruleI traded love for a song, like a foolI'm always drawn to the wrong thing to doAnd I keep provin' itWe're the exception here, I'm the ruleSongtexteI traded love for a song, like a foolI'm always drawn to the wrong thing to doAnd I keep provin' itWell, the devil ain't nearly as real as he seemsYour name is a number I see in my dreamsYour heart is a dangerous, beautiful thingI keep losin' it Aus Songtexte Mania