The Sheila Divine
The Sheila Divine - Dramatica songtekst
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I'd say it to the mayor Tell it to the papers If you gave me a match I'd torch the place I'd do it as a favor You can bet that I would savor I'm just talking trash As I destroy the place Friendship built you up But I will tear you down For all that I've become That past still hangs around It's hard enough to bear What seems so unfair That a moment went and changed you The clouds never part there The sun never rises It is dark all the time I mean no surprises I'd say it to the mayor Tell it to the paper If you give me a match I'll burn the place