He's
already been inside me
And
I really don't feel well
I keep
looking in the mirror
But
it's hard to tell
Will
he stay by me and take my hand
And
hold me till I sleep
Or will
he crumble and fall to the floor
And
weep
Oh feeble
man, Oh evil man
He's
already been inside me
Would
he have told me if he cared?
I know
I ought to find out
But
I'm much too scared
He's
already been inside me
And
I know it can't be good
Nothing
feels
The
way it should
Will
he hold me in his arms again
And
wipe away my tears
Or has
he already taken
My best
years
Oh evil
man, Oh feeble man
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