Will you ever change, my love?
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Will you ever treat me well?
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Will you ever hold me, dear,
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The way that I hold you?
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Will you ever understand
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The kind of love you give is not enough, not enough?
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You have locked yourself away,
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And now you imprison me, too.
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Your mouth is my prison and your arms are the walls
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And you yourself stand guard.
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And the door is open wide, my sister is waiting outside.
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But I can¡¯t, no, I can¡¯t.
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The golden tower you spy me from
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Has lost its golden pride.
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Your once so graceful and gentle soul
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Now is drenched with fear.
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I guess you¡¯ll never learn
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That one cannot own another.
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So they say, so they say.
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Baby, I can hardly breathe,
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I¡¯m tired and I cannot sleep.
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These chains are very heavy now,
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As I carry them through our days.
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And you tell me tomorrow will be fine
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And you tell me that I am good.
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So you say, so you say.
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Will you ever change, my love?
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Will you ever treat me well?
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Valerie
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The Bony King of Nowhere |