well you write it all out and you check through it twice, does it sound as it should? is everything nice?
but now you're walking alone, through streets late at night, and you look like a doll, with blood in your eyes
and you feel yourself sinking, but its not over yet, and you cannot stop thinking about the words that he said
he said put it all down, take it all off, well its easy for him, no he don't give a fuck
but you do
yeah you do
and you'll leave it on
now you lay your head down, on a bed made of silk, and you hope that he might, yeah you pray that he will
your sleeping alone, he's not coming tonight, you're a porcelain doll, tucked in nice and tight
and you feel yourself sinking, but its not over yet, and you cannot stop thinking about the words that he said
he said put it all down, take it all off, well its easy for him, no he don't give a fuck
but you do
yeah you do
and you'll leave it on
but you can't, and you won't, yeah you'll leave it on
