(Spoiled, spoiled, spoiled)
Spoiled love
You're bad for me
Never tired and always hungry
I'm upstairs
You probably knew
I'd do anything for you
But who am I to avoid
All the makings of
You
But who am I to align
You with someone I knew
You
Packed your bag
But you're not going nowhere
Just sit back and watch me wallow
Rail thin
Empty from the inside
And all that I hear is your laughter
But who am I to be washed
To be hung out and dried
You
But who am I to beat
And punish you too
You
You
Now who am I to appoint
You as guilty as men
You
You
