You're moaning like you're really hurting,
your tiny heart, you say, it's breaking,
we both know that's a lie!
You've conned your way into jobs,
into relationships, and my thoughts,
my friend, you are not kind!
We met in a boulevard,
I was drunk and you had a car,
You drove me home that night!
Next time we talked was in September,
our kiss you did not remember,
I felt like such a fool!
Gonna write you a song,
gonna call you at dawn,
gonna consider that I'm wrong
or
most likely I'll just go and head on home!
Baby, you try to justify,
to moralize, to idealize,
you know that can’t be done!
I was hungry and you were there,
you were hungry and I was there,
that’s just the way things go!
You think that makes you a whore,
worse, now you come for more,
honey, it's alright!
You don't have to hold my hand,
and by my side you don't have to stand,
But, OK, I'll play along!
Gonna buy you a ring,
gonna dance around and sing,
and it won't mean a thing
or
most likely I'll just go ahead and leave!
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