Spoiled Love

(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