| I'm full of good intentions, |
| Like I never was before. |
| It's too late for prevention, |
| But I don't think it's too late for the cure. |
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| So you call in your minions, |
| See what you can find. |
| Night time or morning, |
| These hands are sticky, but I don't mind. |
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| Why must you always be around? |
| Why can't you just leave it be? |
| It's done nothing so far but destroy my life. |
| You cause as much sorrow dead |
| As you did when you were alive. |
| |
| I never said I was tough; |
| That was everyone else. |
| So you're a fool to attack me |
| For the image that you built yourself. |
| |
| It just sounds more vicious |
| Than I actually mean. |
| I really am soft & tender & sweet. |
| |
| Why must you always be around? (La la la la.) |
| Why can't you just leave me be? |
| You've done nothing so far but destroy my life. |
| You cause as much sorrow dead |
| As you did when you were alive. |
| |
| Why must you always be around? (La la la la.) |
| Why can't you just leave me be? |
| You've done nothing so far but destroy my life. |
| You cause as much sorrow dead |
| As you did when you were alive. |