She opens her legs
And she comes around
Dressed like a clown
The earth is going round and round
I'm gone I'm gone
I'm wrong I'm done
She says
It s alrite if you put a price on me
It is fine if you leave It all to me
It s alrite if you choose to hate me
In the end you'll end up loving me
She opens her mouth
To tell another lie
She is not satisfied
Until your soul dies
You re gone
You re done
You re dead
It s alrite if you let It out on me
It s alrite if you just let It be
It s alrite if you put a price on me
In the end you will give up loving me
She nevers open up her heart
You can call her tart
No rest between words
She builds a whole new world
You re done
She s not
You re gone
No song