i drove my car through a soot black nightnthe radio was playin' something triteni put my hair in a sultry posena veil of powder lay upon her nosenbut what was that look you had upon your face?nhe said i'll meet you in the same old placenher eyes were glassy and her lips expressednand air of cultivated confidencennand i saidnthat all i ever really wanted from younsomething to show that what i felt was truensomething to show that maybe love was realna sorry end to a lovely beginningnni asked you why you never treat me rightnafter she punched me in the face that nightni guess you're lucky that i couldn't punchni little fist thing didn't hurt that muchnstill when she kicked it took me by surpriseni grabbed the wheel as if to make us crashni said don't fuck around why we drivenyou held me tight to make me stop at lastnnand she saidnthat all i ever really wanted from younsomething to show that what i feltnsomething to show that maybe love was winningnand why's it ending when it should be beginning?nnso tell me do you love this girl?ni said i guess and saw her fingers curlnthe day had once again dissolved the nightnshe said at least then will you treat her rightnwas it a blessing or was it a curse?nher eyes were squinted and her lips were pursedni guess i won't see you for a whilenso just don't call in your usual stylennand she saidnthat all i ever really wanted from younsomething to show that maybe love was truensomething to show that maybe love was winningnand why's it ending when it should be beginning?nnthat all i ever really wanted from younsomething to show that what i felt was truensomething to show that maybe love was winningnand why's it ending when it should be beginning?