It's hard to know this secret
It chocked the hell out of me
I hope I'm net looking jealous
of your way of staying free
But how, and why,
what was it you were telling me
You're washing up your scruples
then you're hanging them to fry
I can see your good intentions
even if you lie
You fingerprints're all over
but no one knows they're there
I'm only getting to know you
but you're not playing fair
I thought the thing that you're doing
is the last thing that you'd do
It's only in my hightmares
it goes as far as you
But it's always a pleasure
to sing and dance with you
You're taking a lot of many
and you taste it on your own
Wonder what is gonna matter
when most of it has gone
I wanna hear all about it
since you're sitting next to me
But tell me you're unusual
that it won't be the thing for me
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