He would, oh no, play the fool Rusting my steel She would, oh no, play it cool Rotting my peel And he would, oh no, seem to fade As the promises he made And she would, oh no, sharpen the blade And set her feelings trade I can't breathe, I can't breathe He would die; he asked me how deep is the river
She would lie; she's supposed to be an achiever Apple Pie, they each a**umed to be the giver Star ships collide, when space becomes thinner He would, oh no, play the fool Rusting my steel She would, oh no, play it cool Rotting my peel