I've got a girl, so I'm never quite lonely.
I've got a girl who looks just like the others.
Who looks just like me.
Fear jars you consider,
harm scars skin reminder.
Don't dare move a muscle when I'm talking to you.
And she's talking now.
She's the night visitor come to lay you down,
Come to show you what you know you got inside.
Now inside you'll find a couple in the church,
Longing for to touch each other's skin, sin.
You will taste him in the dregs of your morning tea.
Warm wet scent of cigarettes and tea leaves.
I've got a girl who sits in the window.
I've got a girl who looks out from the window,
Who looks out from me.
Can't bear that I share,
This night it isn't secret.
Can't bear that I bared my legs to this crowd.
And they're shaking now.
She's the quiet keeper of the hidden temple,
Under lock in a room nobody sees.
But you must see.
You must believe me when I say she's hiding something mean,
Hiding something sharp and screwed and clean.
I will feel it in the stinging of my eyes,
When mother wonders why I cannot sleep.
I've got a girl, she won't leave me alone.
She won't leave.
I've got a girl, she won't leave me alone.
She won't leave me alone.
compositores: Rachel Elizabeth Mary Sermanni
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