I like to see you sing and dance I like to see you jump and shout and point Your crooked and jointed finger at me I didnt know people could be so unkind Its you they call disillusioned Its not their fault But they do want someone to blame I didnt know people could be so unkind His body is sprung and loaded She wants the thing that holds her back His shoulder, a holster Her head on his shoulder Her shoulder, a holster His head on her shoulder Her shoulder, a holster His head on her shoulder Her shoulder, a holster His head on her shoulder I didnt know people could be so divided At the crossroads by Mothercare Clicking heels in earnest They shows she knows what a spanner is for Its for gunning the works And I didnt know people could be so unkind Its you they call desperate Its not their fault But they do want someone to blame Its cold and the babys behind glass Heading death of being independent At home everythings Neat She wants the boy that holds her back Its not his her fault But she does need someone to.. er Blame her version on Friendloverplane 2
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