Lyrics

A misleading conversion Has happened to me Emotional thought Leaves no room No room for error Compare, Compare No good will come of this No good will come of this No good will come of this I screamed about, about him Now that's me, like a dog Like a dog with its tail between legs Quivering with guilt and shame Compare, Compare No good will come of this To be left To be left To be left To be left To be left Empty handed Empty handed Empty handed Empty handed