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To run about with no style chasing her around Dundee
Making sense about as much as nonsense is meant to make sense
Sleeping in cause I´m mortified to go outside today
All this time and I have chnaged so much but sometimes never
Keep in time
All my love I am leaving here because I cannot cope with your man touching you and patronising me
What´s his game?
I don´t give a toss about what he has to say for himself or anyone for that matter
Keep in time
All this time I´m thinking if I could make you love me
I´d be better this time, swear to God