Tom Waits, “Blue Valentines,” from Blue Valentine (1978).
The ghost of your memory,
Baby is the thistle in the kiss.
It’s the burglar that can break a rose’s neck.
It’s the tattooed broken promise
That I hide beneath my sleeve.
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