Back of Your Neck

We both got drunk on wine
And foolhardy circumstances
Both of our Vegas-eyes
Gamble on cheap romances
You said we're a dying breed
I said there's no doubt about it
But somehow you're next to me
And you know what they say about history

You see, I swear by the scent
In the back of your neck
That won't let me leave
But I wanna forget
Cause we're liars
Yeah, we're liars
Said we won't resurrect what was already dead
There's a warm temperament at the foot of your bed
'Cause we're liars
Yeah, we're liars

We're not so original
And that is the honest truth
'Cause, baby, it's all our fault
Just tell me we're bound to lose
Just tell me we're bound to lose
Just tell me we're bound to lose

You see, I swear by the scent
In the back of your neck
That won't let me leave
But I wanna forget
'Cause we're liars
Yeah we're liars
Said we won't resurrect what was already dead
But there's a warm temperament at the foot of your bed
'Cause we're liars
Yeah, we're liars

See I swear by the scent
In the back of your neck
That won't let me leave
But I wanna forget
Said we won't resurrect what was already dead
'Cause there's a warm temperament at the foot of your bed
Cause we're liars
Yeah, we're liars

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