WE'RE TWISTED
We are twisted as can be;
if she's loving you then who's loving me?
The one who wants to marry me
who got down on bended knee
Just for me to be bound to you
knowing in your heart you wasn't free
why what kind of life would that be
Deception then conception
such an unholy offering
and to whom do you pray this day
The God I know don't act that way
using my body tormenting my mind
Oh it's more than a sin my love it's a crime
No charges will be made though an arrest is due!
The only thing is will they arrest me or will they arrest you?
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