Wonder how your troubles turned over
I left you in the gutter with the butterflies
Still can hear you calling for your mother
You're torn apart, wrapped in your baby blanket
If you were to tell me it's an oversight
We were young, you, you were always high

We stood in the country with your flashlight
You turned it off, showed me the night sky

I'm still in love with you or parts of you, it's complicated
Then I remember everything you did to me, I fucking hate you
When I leave this world
I'll think about the time we shared, I'm glad we had it
Too bad you hurt the ones you love
The hand that we were dealt was really something tragic

Leonard Cohen singing me a lullaby
Like you're just another raincoat with a jackknife
But you sure had a way of being larger than life
Don't stop, I think it's really magic
And in the night, I can get by, think about your face
Think about the way your hands would search me

We stood in the country with your flashlight
You turned it off, showed me the night sky

I'm still in love with you or parts of you, it's complicated
Then I remember everything you did to me, I fucking hate you
When I leave this world
I'll think about the time we shared, I'm glad we had it
Too bad you hurt the ones you love
The hand that we were dealt was really something tragic