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Dirty Games
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One night
Open eyes
Three in the middle
And I fought so hard
I won your hand
I won your honor
What what what
Whatever that means
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
I need you to be queen of the ball
And I know
I know
That makes me a fuck up
But I know I
Never promised you I was a good boy
I will be faithful
But I won't be your lover
Forever
And I hope
I hope you feel the same way
Coz heart break hurts
And I don't need that guilt hanging on me
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
Oh oh I hate the mirror
I hate the shameless way
I play these games
But there are no excuses
I am bad news
So long as I am your saint
All up your skirts
And fit into your dress
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
It's not enough
To be loved
I need to be hated
To be wanted
I need to be burned at your stake
It's not enough
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
I need you to want me dead
Open eyes
Three in the middle
And I fought so hard
I won your hand
I won your honor
What what what
Whatever that means
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
I need you to be queen of the ball
And I know
I know
That makes me a fuck up
But I know I
Never promised you I was a good boy
I will be faithful
But I won't be your lover
Forever
And I hope
I hope you feel the same way
Coz heart break hurts
And I don't need that guilt hanging on me
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
Oh oh I hate the mirror
I hate the shameless way
I play these games
But there are no excuses
I am bad news
So long as I am your saint
All up your skirts
And fit into your dress
Hush hush
Here comes the crutch
A little crush
A little inconsequential
I do declare
I do declare
I gained a little faith
When I
When I first saw your face
But now I ain't so sure I feel the same way
It's not enough
To be loved
To be wanted
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
It's not enough
To be loved
I need to be hated
To be wanted
I need to be burned at your stake
It's not enough
To be dreamt of
To be man of the hour
I need you to want me dead
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