She is frenzied to the point of pain
She is counting up her list again
She won't satisfy another man, you understand
You can't cross the boundary beyond which she stands
He's disposed of all his inner mind
Donned his mask and left the world behind
He has canceled all the checks he signed
So why be kind this time?
You can't see the picture of you in his hand
Now they've thrown out all the undesired
Morbid dreams behind a gay attire
They won't talk about the morning fire, so why aspire?
You don't want to be what they think is a man

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