Where you were last night and what time you’ll be home.
Whether I was right and who answered your phone.
As long as I feel your touch,
It doesn’t matter much to me.
The things you lied about, the money that you spent.
And my nagging doubt and how you pay your rent.
As long as I feel your touch,
It doesn’t matter much to me.
Past acquaintances with knowledge in their eyes.
Time spent waiting in my own.
I don’t have the faintest idea,
Life’s full of surprises.
You’ve got everything I own.
Wasted days and nights, the times you never showed
All those drunken explanations that I’m owed.
As long as I feel your touch,
It doesn’t matter much to me.
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