I hate the world today, you’re so good to me, i know, but i can change, tried to tell you, but you look at me like may be i’m an angel underneath. Inoccent and sweet. Yesterday i cried, must have been relieved to see the softer side, i can understand how you’d bee so confused. I don’t envy you. I’m a little bit of everything. All roled into one.
I’m a bitch i’m a lover. I’m a child i’m a mother. I’m a sinner i’m a saint. I do not feel ashamed. I’m your hell i’m your dream.
I’m nothing in between, you know, you wouldn’t want it any other way. So take me as i am, this may mean, you’ll have to be a stronger man. You used to shoot when i start to make you nervous, and i’m going to extreams. Tomorrow i will change and today won’t mean a thing
