She was all alone She looked round and around Forever searching Incessant drudgery But she had that someone wrapped up in a box Sticking pins and needles through the tiny cracks She had someone she owned And it's hard to confess I was that someone And she could care less She's got (she's got) A cause (she thinks she has) A cause Okay... Least i have my address In her stranglehold Lived my life around her And i lived my life as i was told Had me coming and going and coming and going like a toy Turned me from a man into a sniveling little boy She's got (she's got) A cause (she thinks she has)
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