Your lips, they will burn themselves, they
will melt right on top of mine, if
you dare to challenge me, I
will show you how it's done, I
will show you what it's like
to feel loved.
Let yourself go, just let it all go
don't try to mess with me
or I will hang you, make you
dance like my pretty puppet,
high on infatuation.
You just want what you can't have.
Through all your pain, you
won't gain anything from me, for
I'm promised to another, so
stop trying, but don't start crying.
Your tears won't wash away
things that have settled in, words
spoken between two hearts
of which none is yours.
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