Из альбома: Wikked Lil' Grrrls
Set myself on fire, anything to turn your head
I won't deny this, I'm burning from the things you said
Now you got me running around and all that I have found is I can't afford him
All I got is spare change cause he was my fortune
My torture
Had myself a lover, I liked him cause of all of the books that he read
And he was like no other boy that I had ever met before
And I loved all the things that he said
I wanted to heal him, I did not plan on staying as long
I didn't think I would need him so how did he become
My torture
My, my, my
My torture, it's always the sweetest thing
Where do I go? What do I do with this heart?
My torture, my torture
I want you to comfort me
I want you to stop disturbing my sleep
I really thought you were my king
I thought you were my king
I want it to stop hurting so bad
So bad, so so bad