"Murder At The Peach Tree" lyrics

"Murder At The Peach Tree"

How did I
Find myself in a puddle of
Sweat and tears
Surrounded by my fears
At a corner store
In the unknown
Where did you go
Last I know
You were afraid of
Giving up your last name
To me
And that's fine
'Cause I'm scared of my very first commitment
But I'm unaware
The petty act committed
Oh you went out looking lovely
In a black dress with some money
Met a man with oleander cologne
Flirty words and now you're at his home
Honey, it was a mistake
Then why was it right in your sober state
Didn't have a single drink
But somehow, you thought, somehow you thought
You would be alright, and I wouldn't be crying
Downing bottles at three in the morning
Oh, now I recall, why am I mourning?
Oh, now I recall, why am I mourning?
You threw everything
I gave you anything
I didn't think you'd be a cynical flirt
I chose to love, and I got hurt

You stopped texting
For five minutes and I'm
Starting to get antsy
About who you fancy
Was it love or death?
Or was he good at sex?
Oh, this dumb charade is so
Complicated


Writer(s): Juarez Ricardo
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