Junebug

Junebug, I remember everything.
The blue carpeted floors, the
tall wooden doors,
I held you in my arms.
Junebug, I�d burn down a picture of a house,
say it was ours, when we didn't
need it anymore.
And that was when I loved you best.
We were kids then.
We should�t think about the rest.

ooh ooh ooh...

You�d put the moon in a basket on your bike front by the coast.
The way your face lit up in pale grief you were a ghost.
You liked to play with darkness, all the universe could give.
I was the home you once tried to escape, the dark in which you lived.
And soon they�d find you laying there on several different homes. They�d find you laying on their porches,
did you need to use the phone?
And lure you into their rooms,
that was the last I heard of June.
That was love I could not allow.

You were beautiful then,
you�re just a coke jaw now.

ooh ooh ooh...

I remember everything. I remember everything
I remember everything, Oh...

You were beautiful then.
I�m still in too deep.
ooh ooh ooh...