All the leaves on the giving tree have fallen
No shade to crawl in, underneath
I’ve got scars from a pocket knife where you carved
Your heart, into me
If all you wanted was love
Why would you use me up,
Cut me down, build a boat and sail away?
When all I wanted to be
Was your giving tree
Settle down, build a home and make you happy?
I lie in the dead of night and I wonder,
who’s covers, you’re between
And it’s sad layin in his bed you feel hallow
So you crawl home, back to me
If all you wanted was love
Why would you use me up,
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