You lipstick, his collar.. don´t bother Angel
I know exactly what goes on.
When everything you´ll get is
everything that you´ve wanted, princess
(well which would you prefer)
My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
me face down, down across your floor
Well just so long as this thing´s loaded.
And will you tell all your friends
you´ve got your gun to my head
this all was only wishful thinkin
let´s go...
WHY CAN´T I FEEL ANYTHING
FROM ANYONE OTHER THAN YOU?
WHY CAN´T I FEEL ANYTHING
FROM ANYONE OTHER THAN YOU?
And all of this was all your FAULT
and all of this...
(I stay jealous)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this
I just need to keep you mind
as something larger than life
(She´ll destroy us all before she´s through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
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