M.I.A.

Jan 26, 2007 13:20

I've been spinning all week in despair.
Sitting at my seat, pulling my hair.
And its making it worse that you don't care.
Oh no.
Cause this is the game which you're impeccable.
No mistakes, no chance of you to crumble.
And I got caught in the middle of this rumble.

Lady, don't you know that you kill me?

I've been wondering and pondering all day.
Trying to think of the right words to say.
But it's impossible when she just wants a lay.
Nothing else.
But how does it seem to me.
That it's more, must be that glare that deceives.
The way that you move, the way that you laugh
Makes me teethe.

Lady, don't you know that you kill me?
Hunny, don't you know you deceive me?
And it's killing me, doll.

She gave me the call we all wish for.
Makes you feel like you're in, for sure.
But deep down inside, she knows how to open your doors.
For a score.
So I blew it again, I let it back in.
After making up my mind that I would, fight this sin.
But she's too persistent.
And way too consistent.

Lady, don't you know that you kill me?
I think you know.

The day ended with my eyes bawlin.
Next think you know, she's on the telephone calling.
Her next victim that she'll make start crawling.
For her.
I guess I was just another number,
For her to prey on, attack nothing else.
You're no good.
But, too damn good girl.

Lady, don't you know that you killed me?
Hope you know.
Hunny, don't you know that you stole me?
Hope you're happy.
Hope you're good.
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