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Melted candles on the window sill Perfume in the haze Ashtrays spread across the floor On a normal day We lay out across the bed Just like we always did And in this house The devil laid his hand on our head and made them spin I want to be your man If you think I cared I want to be your man Your man, lord No more defenses Like no more peace of mind Keeping in these knives stabbing Spilling out your blood to me I want to be your man If you think I cared I want to be your man Your man, lord I want to be your man If you think I cared I want to be your man Your man, lord