Jet black with your hair slicked back
You said it would be golden
But you only gave me rust
And bad news wearing wing-tipped shoes
You said you needed
Someone you could trust
Suitcases, champagne, we're standing in the rain
I packed my things and I headed for the bus
But I blame on the worn-out board game
On how you turned my sanity to dust
Chorus:
Don't rape me
Yeah, I'd hate to see what happens
If I came crashing through your door
And don't play me
Yeah, I'd hate to see what happens
If I lose control
You're looks, they kill
But God, wish you weren't quite so ill
You're not that pretty anyway
We're standing still
But keep slinging that pill
Well, that's how I fucked up Christmas day
Too tired to be strong
From tripping way too long
But I can't blame you
Too tired to be strong
From tripping way too long
But I can't blame you
But I can't blame you
Chorus:
Don't rape me
Yeah, I'd hate to see what happens
If I came crashing through your door (rape me)
And don't play me (play me, play me)
Yeah, I'd hate to see what happens (play me)
If I lose control
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