Jean Spencer: Music

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You let me down so nice and slow
I hardly felt your hand let go.
And then you looked at your bare wrist and said you had to go.
I see your prints on everything
I feel them still upon my skin
And I can't tell if this is real or imagined.
I found your sweater on the bed
Does that mean you'll be back again
Or is that just the price you pay for freedom?

I'm a prisoner of love, but don't toss me the key.
You don't understand, I don't want to be free.

What happened to the plans we made
I'd give anything if you had stayed.
I'd get the dryer fixed.
I'd find a home for that kitten.
I'd take you out, I'd let you in,
I'd make up everything I ever did or didn't do to anger you.
You left a six pack in the fridge.
Does that mean that there's still a bridge.
Or is that just the price you pay for freedom?

I'm a prisoner of love, but don't toss me the key.
You don't understand, I don't want to be free.

Why can't it be the way it was before.
Give me one good reason, okay two, okay three, okay four.

I'm a prisoner of love, but don't toss me the key.
You don't understand, I don't want to be free.