Why you’re welcome dear old lady
Anytime, I’ll help you out
Like every one around me
For me is whom they shout
Don’t pay me back-oh never
Just use me like a tool
I’ll cut my heart out and hand it over
Take another piece of me
!AGAIN!
CHOROUS
You take me apart
And leave me strewn across the floor
No thanks, just depart
Not knowing what’s in store
You leave me in pieces
For others to come and take
Take advantage of me
I can’t stand it, can’t you see?
Take another piece of me
Up and down I run the halls
Fulfilling the annoying calls
I serve you for nothing
What do I get
CHOROUS
It’s don’t
I’ll take a piece of you
Sunday, September 2, 2007
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