Lyrics
I felt this target, you say you never held a whip
But it looks so cool in your grip
Ah, now I could never live without you
That's what you'd like to send them an unwritten script
Live through this, no one showed you the clips
Oh, and no one showed me where I slipped
Oh, so now the world's got me surrounded
That's what you'd like to send them faulty evidence
Some recent transmissions
Careening through towns and friends
Oh, so here's where our spy business ends
Oh, 'cos I really liked to love ya
Don't you pretend we were wrong
And we can find a place to stand
Oh, 'cos I really liked to love ya
Don't you pretend
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