Lady
You fondle then fight, tonight
By tomorrow you should grow
Hades, the place you reside tonight
By tomorrow we should know
It's likely you will lie
As your tongue will taste the sky
Like it was once
And maybe, you will bruise
As you fall right through this roof
Like it was once
It's likely you will prove
That these things they come in two's
Like it was once
And maybe, you will bruise
As you fall right through this roof
Like it was once