Covetous

I thought I’d try to make amends.
A means to justify my ends.
But all this time you thought that we were friends,
was just a way to get my hands on what I want.
I lie.
I plot.
It makes more sense to take what I should have, before I break.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
I would like to run my fingers through your girlfriend’s hair-do.
Pull the trigger when it’s hot.
I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.
A cigarette hangs of her lips.
And when she walks, she pops her hips.
All dressed in black, she makes my heart do flips.
I’m alive.
I know she’s your, but man, I’ve got to have what I can’t have.
It makes more sense for me to take what I should have before I break.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
I would like to run my fingers through your girlfriend’s hair-do.
Pull the trigger when it’s hot.
I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.
I don’t care how much you’re hurting, because I love her man.
I’ve got to have her.
All the things I told you were a front.
I get what I want.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
You know, you know, you… I get what I want.
I would like to run my fingers through your girlfriend’s hair-do.
Kiss her lying naked in my bedroom.
Pull the trigger when it’s hot.
I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.