You're tellin' me everything's alright You know you tell such filthy lies The common cold's got nothin' on you You're a disease from which I die
You make love to my senses Tryin' to win my heart I ain't got no defenses, I'm beaten from the start
You insult my intelligence While you pat me on the back You give me something with one hand While the other hand takes it back
You make love to my senses Tryin' to win my heart I ain't got no defenses no, got me beaten from the start, yeah
You cater to ?? fantasy The web you weave is strong You make it so hard seein' black from white Tellin' right from wrong
You brainwash me senseless Tearin' my brain apart I ain't got no defenses, you got me beaten from the start, yeah
You got me beaten from the start You got me beaten from the start You got me beaten from the start You got me beaten from the start
You make love to my senses You got me beaten from the startTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
