It doesn't hurt me when you pull my
strings... My purse, my heart, guitar
and everything. These demands are slowly
turning me into something of a tragedy /
charity.
My house is your house, my life is
mine. My car is your car but my mind
is mine, all mine. This is where I draw
the line it's all mine.
What you want, well you just
can't have. What you want is your
life's worth. it drifts around in the
universe and rockets backwards to the
Earth.
