3... 4, warsaw Don't!
talk to me girl you, know it's not nice Don't.
laugh at murder I, won't pay the price The.
facts are too high-powered so, sickened thrill I'd,
give that mess up 'cos it makes you so ill Blame.
bad things on me whatever, you do When.
I come home I will be different from you You're.
such a chictalk you're, really trussed up Don't.
wanna talk to you just, left me your mum Don't.
be a puppet always, rush you around One.
just for you photo try, and tire me down I.
won't tell him I talk like this all night He,
must be worried 'cos you're sounding so trite Respect.
is only normal the, way to our lives Ever.
tried to sleep around with a bed for a wife We'll.
never change you if, you start acting that way If.
do keep mouths all open I'll, never get a say You.
know what's special it's, as dark as I say Can.
you see me just, ourselves No,
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