Aimee Mann Long Shot
(five, six, seven ... fifty) You f..cked it up You should have quit 'Till circumstances had changed a bit You f..cked it up You jumped the gun I swore you off, but you climbed back on And when you said Of course you know Could I be blamed if I'd Wished it so? I don't think so You f..cked it up Or was it you? 'Cause when you said it, I said it too What of it? And all the stuff I knew before Just turned into Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more
