And all that tarnished silver there
I feel so close inside with you
But all the cheap and vulgar sin
Is just the thing to make it so.
And who the lie believes it true
With what your mother told you then
And when your father spoke it quiet
You were forever marked as such.
Make it round and make it fast
And come on over here to me
I couldn't ever make it last
but all that crazy fun,..
I am out here thinking back
The satin skin and golden locks
The gentle eyes always unsure
And all upon that round thing
I can barely keep it to myself
And memories come flooding back
But you are not the one to hear
And you take long to understand.
I think I had a crush on you
But then it bit me back
And when I tried to open up
That's when you attacked
And in you went the silence worked
And awkward's not the word
And oh the places that I went
And you set me all about.
Don't pretend you wanted less
Don't pretend at all
You wanted more and I was short
Or so it seemed to you.
I'll never be just quite the same
But that is prob'ly for the best
I wonder if it's really true...
Naah, it's probably for the best.
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