You locked me up, like you knew I liked
Then you took a bite.
And I wrote vows, I wrote em down
So when you come around
You'll say you might.
I didn't promise that I'd promise but ill try if you would hint;
That all the time that you said you'd try could match the time
And you could try with me a second wind...
I guess I'll wait for you and let you win
There was something that was criminal in the way your eyes smiled at me
Yeah there was something, something cynical in the way you smiled, smiled at me
And I'm a glutton for the punished
And the punches
All the black eyes keep me in
If I could open my little puffy eyes
I'd see your puppy eyes
And we'd begin again
You didn't build a mansion but a dollhouse that you'd let me die in
And I the figurine was smashed to smithereens
But your the glue and I the porcelain wriggling
But I keep reveling...
I'm trying everything.
Cause there was something that was cynical in the way your eyes they smiled at me,
Yeah there was something, something criminal in the way you smiled, smiled at me.
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