Bitter wine ii

We met some time ago, when we were almost young
It never crossed my mind to ask, where did you come from ?
I didn’t have much money, so I stole you a rose
You were dressed like an orphan, in Salvation Army clothes

I never thought I’d lose you, no, I’d rather go blind
I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied

Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine

I know I wasn’t funny, but you laughed at all of my jokes
When I was choking on the words to say,
You showed me your finger down my throat
The first night I said I loved you, you told me to go to hell
You were giving me head, on that creeky,
Old bed at the Ol’Duvol Motel

Just like everything, even good love has to die
Ain’t no sympathy when it says goodbye

Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine

Just like everything, even good love has to die
Ain’t no sympathy when it says goodbye, no one even cried
We were one of a kind
One of a kind

Love left me stranded at the station
And the last train’s gone by
What was once holy water
Tastes like bitter wine

Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
You take the bag of holy water (**not sure here)
Now all that’s left is bitter wine