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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