After the "Wrecking Ball"

Over my hearts a prison guard

You come on in he pays no attention

You serve your time and then your gone

I don’t remember you for long

Your just another goodbye, another song

I have in my head, a new one comes rushing in

You’ve got a criminal record? Come right in

Come on down make yourself at home

Hey, hey baby were all alone

Pull your knife right out

Stab me till I shout

I live for the pain, so don’t feel shame

I’ve got a steel frame

So baby play your game

My guards fast asleep

You don’t have to creep

Stab my heart and walk back out

I’ve got a line waiting for me and it ain’t stout

Got a million boys who want to play with this toy

Oh, oh baby I give them joy

I like them in black and white stripes

They are like my drugs, I take them with a pipe

True love don’t last, it’s a thing of the past

I’ve got an attitude, they call me sassa frass

This doesn’t come with a ball and chain

I am not looking to change my last name

So come on in, do your dirty deed

Oh, oh hunnie I wont bleed

You wont ever make me sting

You wont get in trouble

My guard is always drinking those strong bubbles

He’s fast asleep, he’s kind of been beat

By other criminals, so he’s very weak

So come on in hunnie, sit right on down

Lets go paint the town

But at the end of the night

You’ve gotta catch a flight

This hearts no longer looking for love

I’ve been pushed and shoved

So stab me if you like

I’ll give you that right

I don’t bleed

If that doesn’t please

Your thirst for inflicting pain

Then I’m not your game

Oh hunnie, not today

I’ve been ripped and torn

Down to the core, so go on your way

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