You say love, I say killing time,
What´s mine is yours, and yours is mine.
You make me laugh, I make you cry,
I guess that rhymes...

You´re contained by doors and walls,
I´m contained by your control.
Your overthrown, but under warn,
I told you so...

We´re singing for the stingin´ belle,
She´s clearly lost her way.
Craving all the simple times,
Inside her tragic game.

Grow some balls, and speak your mind,
You think you´re cool like a porcupine.
You´re more like doves, that are taking flight,
The sky is mine.

We´re singing for the stingin´ belle,
Who´s clearly lost her way.
Craving all the simple times,
Inside her tragic game.

We´re singing for the stingin´ belle,
Who´s clearly lost her way.
Craving all the simple times,
Inside her tragic game.