Debbie Harry - Necessary Evil Lyrics

Something I always wanted

To take what you give

A hard metal hammered to a shape that you fit

When I beat up Miss Fortune, told her to get out

I sold the last things on eBay

I was without doubt caught between that hard-place in over my head, chewing off something in a trap

Quicksand in my bed




Necessary evil

Two arms, two legs

Our presents ain't counted 

Walking on eggs

Necessary evil

Now don't disappear

Got a whiplash for memory

I'm staying here




When love takes you prisoner there is no escape

But the secret ingredient is a knife in the cake...





[Thanks to IdKmYbFfRoSe1244 for adding these lyrics]