Ill Tempered Lover Lyrics

Imani Coppola

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Lyrics to Ill Tempered Lover
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Time keeps ticking away
It won't be long until they find me out
"Good evening, officer, what seems to be the problem?"
"What's all the fuss about?"

I give up, I give in
Let me explain before you begin
This time I committed no crime
I'm not in control, so please let me go

Last night I woke up in a cold sweat
Tears were rolling out my eyes
First I laughed, then I cried, dream
Dream I was dreaming in my living room
Playing with a shotgun
Loaded it up with a lime-green bullet
Aimed it at your head
Bang, bang, I shot my lover last night
I shot my lover dead

They read me my rights in a monotone voice
But then they brought me down to the station
For some questioning
Allowed me one call, so I dialled the number of my lawyer
And got his answering machine

"Please, man, you gotta help me,
I'm in prison and I gotta break free,
I've been arrested for a crime I committed,
I did it, I did it, you get it, hit it!"

Last night I woke up in a cold sweat
Tears were rolling out my eyes
First I laughed, then I cried, dream
Dream I was dreaming in my living room
Playing with a shotgun
Loaded it up with a lime-green bullet
Aimed it at your head
Bang, bang, I shot my lover last night
I shot my lover dead

I give up, I give in
Let me explain before you begin
This time I committed no crime
I'm not in control, so please let me go
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