The likes of you wouldn't have phased me before
But I broke down and taught you everything
And bought you everything
And the drivers and debtors all found at my door
Just a sad sound of passion in the making always for the taking
I was your experiment, just a toy with which you could play
A floundering guinea pig
The likes of which drove you to madness at the end of the day
Crash, bang, bam
I sniffed at the notion while down on my knees
With the feeling that there was something missing
Maybe I was missing
Through all your one hundred and eighty degrees
Bottled up all the senses I was feeling, never once revealing
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