 Did I let you down to get that sound?
And break my knees to get release?
And you needed some just to take you from
And I hit you more, is your face still sore?
Sorry, but I tried, it was never mine
And I can still pretend, I guess it all depends
I'm still a little crazy all the time
But I can try to hide it, that's still mine
Try a little more, little more, little more
They slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore
What a cheap perfume, I hate this room
So testify, but I still tried
And you need that stamp, little handshake tramp
And you hit me more and my face is still sore
Sorry, but I tried, it was never mine
And I can still pretend, I guess it all depends
I'm still a little crazy all the time
But I still try to hide it, that's still mine
Try a little more, little more, a little more
They slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore
Upside down and around and around
Just another piece till you need another sound
Faze them out
I know what you scream about
Don't let me down
And the guilt in me is the hurt in you
And the hurt in you is the lost in me
And the lost in me is the need in you
And the need in you is the guilt in me
Try a little more, little more, a little more
They slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore
Upside down and around and around
Just another piece till you need another sound
Try a little more, little more, a little more
They slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore
Upside down and around and around
Just another piece till you need another sound
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