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Tekster: Lisa Marie Presley. Now What. Turn To Black.

Tell me, tell me did you think you'd catch me?
Did you think that if you watched me I'd be just like the rest of them?
Did you think that you could mold me, scold me?
Did you think that you could own me, yeah?

Did you think that you could put a saddle on me
Show me, ride me, cloud me, warn me, you could control me?
Tell me did you think I'd fit you like a bonnet with a little flower on it
Or a tear inside your sonnet?

So much unspoken it'll never be heard by you

Can you take it back? Can you make it go away?
Wish I never knew this, no
I did everything you said, it all just turned to black
And I can't do this, no

Did you like the voodoo that I put now on you
When I slither in my closet, sweat vengeance like a faucet?
Was I the only monkey junkie flunky
Who turned out to disappoint you honey? Yeah I am
Did I stop computer porn 'cause you didn't turn me on? No I didn't
Well did I get tired of your shit and give you my fucking lip? Yeah I did

Are my unheard objections invalid to you?

Can you take it back? Can you make it go away?
I wish I never knew this, no
I did everything you said, it all just turned to black
And I can't do this, no

I'll stay on the freeway of the damned souls now
I wish I never knew this, no
The address that you gave me was too overrated
I can't do this, no

Tell me tell me did you think you'd catch me?
Did you think that if you watched me I'd be just like the rest of them?

Can you take it back? Can you make it go away?
I wish I never knew this, no
I did everything you said, it all just turned to black
And I can't do this, no

Can you take it back? Can you make it go away?
I did everything you said, it all just turned to black
It all just turned to black