I'll not even ask you whats in your mailbox
Neither will ask you where you've been
I don't even know to whom you belong to
I don't even care about your friends
I'll make you crazy whenever you ask for
You'll never have to plead again
I'll let you dig your nails into my skin
Even if you never want to see me again
I won't stop if you want to cry
Neither will laugh at the things you do
You can call me at whatever is your time
And I'll make you feel just fine
These are just a few little things that I can
Can your lover do these thngs to you?
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