arms From her neck, from her legs Dirt will remain as a reminder of his hateful face Reach in, rip apart the inner fibers of her soul Boy, you'll never
Bring it on I've got your life when I've got your fear i'll give you all what you want to hear You've got me figured out so perfect I'm on the couch lying
Bring it on I've got your life when I've got your fear i'll give you all what you want to hear You've got me figured out so perfect I'm on the couch