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)