You used to be part of the scenery but now I know your name.
My mind wonders what my hands would do, to make sure that you came.
She hardly said a word again tonight, I threw a book and grabbed my keys.
And on the way here I swore to myself, I'd fuck whoever I please.
Everywhere I go, there's so much on show.
Everyone is beautiful, but I stay dutiful.
The only solid solution is to sever my hands, stitch my mouth up and blind me.
Wrap me up and pack me tight. Leave me somewhere you'll never find me.
Everywhere I go, there's so much on show.
Everyone is beautiful, but I stay dutiful.
It must be the sun and my desire for fun.
If you did it, would you tell us? I think I'll always be jealous.
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