Japanese Sunday Evening - BBQ CHICKENS

You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me Want the truth and nothing but the whole truth Say I'm nervous but I'm looking for the real proof Found the photo and the little piece of paper Without a name but that will come later It would seem that you're no good at deceit It would appear that you lie and you cheat Want to shriek to the beings in the corner Want to howl 'cause it feels like torture Spare me your weak apologies I don't care for the way they make me bleed Can't find a reason and you won't explain You'll be sorry if it happens again Let's make a deal or I'll hurt you, you know Beat a path to my door why, why, why Say all the things you said before why, why Tell me the gospel according to you You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me Let's make a deal or I'll hurt you, you know You haven't a notion and you haven't a clue You have to know I cannot trust you Now I know to well your ways Now I know I'll always pay So I'll sit in my room not daring to move Never raising my voice and thinking of you And I'll try to imagine that we never met Try to pretend and I'll try to forget Let's make a deal or I'll hurt you, you know Beat a path to my door why, why, why Aay all the things you said before why, why Tell me the gospel according to you You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me You know you don't love me but you still want to touch me Feel my body well it makes me feel ugly Want to use me, emotionally abuse me Show the rope and dangle it above me

Sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man Sometimes days seem to end up where they first began I've got my t.v tuned to channel you Because there's nothing else that i can do Maybe i should set my heart for cruise control You know there's something else But still you try to act suprised I can see your camera filming sweat above my eyes There's nothing left to save But, still you know that it was right To try to make the dream bigger than the night Maybe i've got alot of you inside my brain Maybe i'd better shave my memory again Then i'll smile and blow it all away And send you postcards from anaother day Maybe i should of set my heart for cruise control When panic over-rides my soul give me cruise control You check your watch again I try to hum a tune But i can see some one else's shadow in the room Sometimes love gets itchy It needs to go to far I think our love just left in some one else's car Sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man Sometimes days seem to end up where they first began And then it looks like i drove you away I'lll tell myself you didn't want to stay Maybe i should have set my heart for cruise control When panic over-rides my soul