Pretty Girl. With heels on legs. If I had your brain instead. Then I probably wouldn't feel a thing. What do you think your Daddy said. If he ever really cared.
I'm paralyzed. Stuck between the devil and your smile. I've got my feet wet baby. Just about to die. And then you throw me back. Against the wall. What a nice surprise.
Pretty Girl. With heels on legs. If I had your brain instead. Then I probably wouldn't feel a thing. What do you think your Daddy said. If he ever really cared.
Back and forth. Back and forth. . Back and forth. Back and forth. . Is it over now?. Over something that you overheard. . It's over dramatized. Over complicated, over here.
I'm paralysed. Stuck between the devil and your smile. I've got my feet wet baby. Just about to die. And then you throw me back. Against the wall. What a nice surprise.
It's your call. Hear the answer. Cross the hall. As freedom dances. As the smoke screen rises. There they stand in their disguises. . You come blazing.
In silence and forgotten. Is where I'll be. Til a gentle hearted stranger rescues me. Talk to me how you comfort me. I'm bitter and I'm twisted. Turn me out.
At the turn of the century. It was you and me. Making history baby. Always thought it was meant to be. We were humanely emotionally connected. I could have put it down to experience.
I wonder why. You act so fly. . When you try. So hard to try, to try, to try, to try. . I see the sky, is open wide. Take a look inside. It's wild like a child, it's free.