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