The curtain call is taking all your sense of self-control
Well everything she does in bed, she picked up from rock and roll
So I'm unraveling her nylons just to pull her strings
To fill her heart with thoughts of violent dreams

While singing
Liberty, this is liberty
Everybody, everybody thinks you're dead
And I can't sleep because at night in my dreams
I see terrible, terrible things

Stop, don't shoot
I've got so much left to prove
I swear I never, never knew you were alive
So don't leave me here to die
Alone and cold on Valentine's
I swear I never knew you were alive

And it's baby, oh love
Is this the end?
Is this the end of all our hopes?
Is it the veil and hangman's rope
For you and for me?

I don't pay to sleep around
I just cover up my eyes
Pick my jawbone off the ground
Everybody, everybody thinks you're dead

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