Bad Luck
Dijon
I'm bundled up, it's cold in the car
I burrow like an animal in the bend of your arm
You quiet up; it's black where we are
I stumble like an idiot, away from the bar
Teary-eyed, teary-eyed I forget where I parked
I can't stand up
You remind, you remind, you remind me of her
Is it bad luck?
Is that bad luck?
Are you bad luck?
In a dream, we got married outside
Everything gleamed, wedding rings and white
In a dream, we got married outside
Everything gleamed, wedding rings and white
Would you take me for life?
Would you take me for life?
