Lyrics
Even if you'd never strayed from me, I'd question your fidelity. There'd always be a shroud of suspicion And my heart's a liability With your hands maroon, so freshly red, You'd wr
lips around my neck. Try and force to love the thought of me. Simple motions make me ill. Was it bitter wh
ossed and turned On an undercover mattress? Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good. Don't know what I'd d
lost sleep over little old me.
much better. They're all much better. Take off your sweater, your shoes, and your shirt, and get to work. May
