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Well this is slept in the weird position And your back and your shoulders are aching I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside 'Cause I've gone 3 days now without eating I died on the crosstrainer getting in shape for you I failed at the first hurdle, you tell me I always do You asked if I'd be anyone from history Fact or fiction, dead or alive I said I'd be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995 We're feeling so much more content Knowing where our allegiances lie, Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I The time we spent around each other's waist The time spent expressing my distaste With my eyes on the light bulb I choose to keep your birthday present for myself The candles, your ill health I'm being paid 35 pence an hour As a specialist foot fetish model Flatten my arches, I pirouette for them I put the (?) my ingrown toenail Letras de canciones You think you're the needle That drains the blood donation You're just a repetition On an old worn out pincushion We're feeling so much more content Knowing where our allegiances lie, Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I As the bus pulls away I stare at the last film Before we hit the city, that emotional minefield I seduced your ex-boyfriend, to help you get over him He found you more attractive, it helped you get over me We're feeling so much more content Knowing where our allegiances lie, Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I In the shower, I chew the soap bar From the plastic, the morning after I love the look of empty in your eyes I love the look of lust between your thighs From Letras Mania