She promised victory, she promised everything

Fix all this shit for me, kill my enemies

By the second week, win the lottery

Sliding off her throne at the thought of me

Quarter century, more than meant to be

She said, "My job for thee? Just keep fucking me"

She said, "Lucky you, "I said, "Lucky me"

Lightning cuttin' right and ever down the tree

You'll never

You'll never be my woman

You'll never be

I will never be your man

We'll never

You'll never have it coming

We'll never be

I hope you under—

We got severity, infertility

Insincerity, our shared ability

I said, "Don't worry, soon, you'll be rid of me

When I grow my hair and move it back to Italy"

And sing that fucking song till they're sick of me

There should be money there, we've got a history

Pity for the fool, thank you, Mr. T

I see you

Snakin' to the left and ever up the tree

You'll never

You'll never be my woman

You'll never be

I will never be your man

We'll never

You'll never have it coming

We'll never be

I hope you understand

Alright, alright

Alright, alright

Falling, falling

Alright, alright

You'll never

You'll never be my woman

You'll never be

I will never be your man

We'll never

You'll never have it coming

Obviously

I know you understand

You'll never

Then when you look in the mirror

You'll never be

That's right, Lieutenant Dan

We'll never

You'll never be my woman

We'll never be

I'll never be your—