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)
