Im running out of room Dont make me say it There is nothing left in me Dont make me Too much for hotel rooms Dont make me say it Sleeping pills dont make me There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight A morning dog howl in the street Cup filled tiny hands and feet Napkin in the drain
Im running out of room Dont make me say it There is nothing left in me Dont make me Too much for hotel rooms Dont make me say it Sleeping pills dont make me
There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight I hate my life I hate my life Never want another wife I want the life you think I have
There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight Ive had enough of feeling sick Youve had enough of feeling sick The sugar never helps I hate my life I hate my life Never want another wife I want the life you think I have
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