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Fire In My Teacup
SOUL ARCHIVE ROOM, Pamela
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Lipstick on a coffee cup, ashtray full of halfโlit plans
You swore you'd change, then changed your story
Same old shake in your hands
Radio on in the kitchen, cheap wine, late afternoon
You said, "Baby, I'll be better tomorrow"
But tomorrow never moved
There's a fire in my teacup rolling like a storm
Tiny little handle holding something fierce and warm
You keep pouring pretty promises, I keep burning through
'Cause this fire in my teacup ain't boiling over for you
Suitcase by the doorway, your boots on my clean floor
You kiss my neck, say, "It's complicated," then you reach for one more
My heart's got tired edges, but it still cuts when you lie
Steam rising from this small confession, I'm, I'm done letting you slide
Ah, ah, ah
I set the table, you set the match
You struck it slow, I caught the flash
Now every crack in these old walls glows
And I finally see how far this goes
You take the sugar, I take the heat
You take the highway, I take the beat
Of this stubborn little heart that refuses to cool
I, I ain't your refuge, I ain't your fool
Oh, ah, oh, ah, oh, oh, ooh
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