Twenty Points (The Ballad Of Sexual Dependency) - Buffalo Tom

I thought of you, did you think of me

I guess we’ll wind up running down your street

Twenty points for me I see that bandage lying under your sheets

I see that blood, it’s running down your cheek

Twenty points for me Twenty points on top of me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Well I hurt you, so you hurt me I count them up, all you

were plain to see

It’s twenty more for me I take from you, you take from me You plant that garden and you toss that seed

It’s twenty points for me Twenty points on top of me Twenty points, why can’t you see

If you can’t take them honestly

Then take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me