Вступление
i'll never really understand why i beleive you,
your so sly and yet so underhand,
i think i'l leave u now with everything i've stole since we met
i've stole no kisses just some books and the odd cigarette
well i never lights out running anyway
it must be true what they say
well you've discovered all my best laid plans,
i cant you've just dismissed my please right out of hand
i cant beleive you've listed verything i've stole since we met
stole no kisses just some books and a butterfly net
its raining, and now its sunny
its raining, and now its sunny
ive never liked twisted hate anyway
it must be true what they