This bed is on fire with passion and love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
My therapist said not to see you no more
But she only comes when she's on top
She said you're like a disease without any cure Ah you think you're so pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee) Caught your hand inside the till
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Slammed your fingers in the door
Dressed me up in womens clothes Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house so you, you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
You're driving me crazy when are you coming homeI found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone.
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