it's criminal how you crawl out so pristine
such a happy bunny living in a sad machine
i got so much love in me for what it's worth
i got so much love in me and god it hurts
you wanna go to bed
and prove to me the future's dead
it hurts to let you in
you scratch my skin
in every way you can
pretty fingers made of lead
to turn me on
or yes me to death
and there's no key
stuck in
here in maybe
a walk up downtown living in 7L
second hand dress and my bloody valentine hell
i got so much love in me
it kills the time
come on do it do it do it do it - fuck off with my pride
the bottle's low and so's my mind
it hurts to let you in
you scratch my skin
in every way you can
pretty fingers made of lead
to turn me on
or yes me to death
and there's no key
stuck in stuck in stuck here in maybe
ooh ooh bop ooh bop
it hurts and i can't win
you could wreck me without trying
you think you got problems?
it hurts to let you in
you scratch my skin
in every way you can
pretty fingers made of lead
to turn me on
or yes me to death
and there's no key
stuck in stuck in stuck here in maybe
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