Have you heard about the new sex, new sex
It's a reason to be nicer to you
I see you putting on the Brand X spandex
Everybody needs something to do
And now I'm living in the middle of your street
Living here with aplomb
She gets a sneak peak at the meat she's gonna eat
She's a time bomb, time bomb
And now she's living in a shack on the firing line
With a fridge filled with French bacon
Mouthing all the words of a famous lie
For which she's commonly mistaken
I know her
I knew her
I knew she couldn't hang
And now she's dying in a ditch on the county line
From a device of her own making
I'm never good enough at saying all the right things
Sometimes I say too much
Sometimes I feel like a puppet with no strings
Dying and desperate
For your touch
And now she's living in a shack on the firing line
With a fridge filled with French bacon
Mouthing all the words of a famous lie
For which she's commonly mistaken
I know her
I knew her
I knew she couldn't hang
And now she's dying in a ditch on the county line
From a device of her own making
Nobody's all bad
Nobody's all good
Nobody lives forever, but I wish we could
They define forever
Define forever
Define forever
Define forever
Define forever
And now she's living in a shack on the firing line
With a fridge filled with French bacon
Mouthing all the words of a famous lie
For which she's commonly mistaken
I know her
I knew her
I knew she couldn't hang
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