I just wanna be hated by a straight lace like you.
There's nothing here to be debated.
I'm a mystery and like you.
I just wanna be loved by a madam was it like you?
Peering through darkened corridors.
Let me tell you what I wanna do to you.
Where did you go this time?
I wanna tell you about a friend of mine.
Looking up at the bodies hanging down on the ceiling.
I just wanna be free from your black suits and cheap perfumery.
Exposed by your non-allegations.
I'm just a little too tall for this room.
Where did you go this time?
I wanna tell you about a friend of mine.
Looking up at the bodies hanging down from the ceiling.
I just wanna be loved by a straight lace like you.
You ask me if I'm a believer.
Would you tell me if I told you?
Where did you go this time?
I wanna tell you about a friend of mine.
Looking up at the bodies hanging down from the ceiling.