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I ve always thought of you as my brick wall
Built like an angel six feet tall, six feet tall
And when you go away, I start to weep
You re too expensive girl to keep, isn t it sweet

I don t know where to begin, living in sin
How can we talk, look where you ve been
I ve counted the nights of living in sin
How can we talk, look where we ve been

Take my independent point of view
I ve loosened up my wallet, thanks to you
Don t do me any favors
Hark, the herald angels sting, please repair my broken wing
Why won t you look at me, I live and breathe

I don t know where to begin, living in sin
How can we talk, look where you ve been
I ve counted the nights of living in sin
How can we talk, look where we ve been

(Repeat)

(We can make it all the time to live or die)
(We can make it all the time to live or die)

Blame it on appearance
It might seem a shame that we re not you or me