Lyrics Monologue for an Old True Love - Isobel Campbell
Tell
me
how
I
play
around
So
you
say,
"I
don't
want
you"
Go
and
play
your
little
game
But
still
I'm
going
to
haunt
you
now
Wearing
your
guitar
Letting
your
soul
cry
Look
into
my
eyes
Every
time
you
miss
the
point
Yet
every
time
you
scold
me
Talking
so
self-righteously
'Bout
everything
you
showed
me,
boy
Wearing
your
guitar
Letting
your
soul
cry
Look
into
my
eyes
And
still
your
spirit
comes
to
me
You
were
the
one
for
life
You
brightened
up
the
sun
for
me
Even
through
all
the
fights
And
still
your
spirit
comes
to
me
You
were
the
one
for
life
You
brightened
up
the
sun
for
me
Even
through
all
the
fights
This
is
not
'bout
what
we
see
A
silhouette
or
color
This
is
not
'bout
gaining
points
But
loving
one
and
other
Say
you're
angry
now
Though
I
wonder
why
You've
got
them
'round
your
little
finger
You
say
you're
angry
now
Though
I
wonder
why
The
pattern
it
was
in
full
swing,
yeah
yeah
yeah
Say
you're
angry
now
Though
I
wonder
why
You've
got
them
'round
your
little
finger
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