yes your heart
its a ball
and ...
its in my hand
rolling around in my hand
a plaything
so yes don't wonder why
it feels like your world is rocking
I am the one playing you now
I hold the reins and I will let you know
when I feel like stopping,
only when I say-- get that,
Its no time to be tender
cry
cry
throw a tantrum
plead, who cares
whore, whore yourself to me
no sympathy from me
listen-- I will only let go when I feel
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