Love
What metal are you made of
You must be from
Some scheming star
You're wicked and heavenly
You set me free
Then you lock the door
I can't go back
And I can't go forward
You got me wrapped around your finger
Tie a rope around me
Ready, aim and pull the trigger
You push me and see I've fallen
It's your fault really
I'm a fool
This train don't stop
And it dont go nowhere
You got me wrapped around your finger
You wrote the song and you made me the singer
Tell me what metal are you made of
Well you must be from
Some scheming star

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