Well, I think I know exactly what this tastes like.
I think it goes without saying.
Besides, I've made it perfectly clear;
We've already done too much talking.
Some things are better left unsaid.
Well, I don't have much of an appetite.
My stomach's not big enough for my eyes.
I told you so; you're always right.
I should've known better than to lie [to myself].
So who's the goose?
Who's the fool?
What's your excuse?
I thought it was love.
It's just no use.
You're way too cool.
What's your excuse?
I thought it was love.
I keep a chain over my chamber door.
I keep it locked up tight when I light that torch.
They keep a-moaning, keep a-groaning, coming back for more.
And I'm way too poor to get so bored.
So every time I make a mess, I lick it up.
I lick it up off the floor.
Well, I came.
And I saw.
I was conquered.
But it's all my fault.
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