Carin At the Liquor Store - Recorded at Spotify Studios NYC

I was a worm, I was a creature
 I get on the ground the second I'd see you
 You cannot command your love
 I wasn't a catch, I wasn't a keeper
 I was walking around like I was the one who found dead John Cheever
 Hand in glove
 So blame it on me, I really don't care
 It's a foregone conclusion
 I'd see you in stations and on invitations
 You'd fall into rivers with friends on the weekends
 Innocent skies above
 Carin' at the liquor store, I can't wait to see you
 I'm walking around like I was the one who found dead John Cheever
 In the house of love
 So blame it on me, I really don't care
 It's a foregone conclusion
 It wasn't so bad, I wasn't that sick
 Got taken by love, I wasn't that quick
 Foregone conclusion
 It's gonna be different after tonight
 You're gonna see me in a different light
 It's a foregone conclusion
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 So blame it on me, I really don't care
 It's a foregone conclusion
 I'm already seeing stars in the air
 It's a foregone conclusion