History of Lovers - Calexico/Iron/Wine

Composed by：Sam Beam

Louise only got from me innocent poetry

Although she played to not listen

But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else

Ever could offer the same

Some say she knowingly tastes like a recipe

Although so foolish and willing

I said babe I can picture you bend as if wanting to

Bow as the curtain goes down

Coddle some men they'll remember you bitterly

F**k 'em they'll come back for more

I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me

Then came a knock at the door

I came for my woman he came with a razor blade

Bound like us all for the ocean

I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death

Of a man who would take her from me

Some say they saw in me innocent poetry

Some say they'll never be certain

But still it's been written a history of lovers

In giving and taking and ink

Coddle some men they'll remember you fittingly

Cut 'em they'll come back for more

I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me

Then came the knock at the door

Louise came to rescue me missing the irony

Blood made her heart change it's beating

I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of

The man she found better than me