It doesn't hurt me when you pull my 
strings... My purse, my heart, guitar 
and everything. These demands are slowly 
turning me into something of a tragedy /
charity.
    My house is your house, my life is 
mine. My car is your car but my mind 
is mine, all mine. This is where I draw 
the line it's all mine.
    What you want, well you just 
can't have. What you want is your
life's worth. it drifts around in the 
universe and rockets backwards to the
Earth.