Piesa asta:
"you're made of my rib or baby
you're made of my sin
and i can't tell where
your lust ends
and where your love begins
....
i didn't really love you
but i'm pretty when i lie
you hurt me baby
i hurt you baby
if you knew how much i love you
you would run away
but when i treat you bad
it always makes you want to stay"
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