[bad word]  I gave up my time for a no good affair
You'd think I'd learned by now
To be taken in by a perfect stranger
That I had the know how

Still more, fool me for kidding myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
That I [bad word]  myself into a corner?

So long, and you're no friend of mine
You're false and unkind, you're [bad word] 
No place, I'd rather be than in the ring with you
We'd go twenty rounds

Still more, fool me for killing myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
That I [bad word]  myself into a corner?

I see the sky move above me
But I just can't take control
What a sweet sensation
Woah, oh

Aha, love
Sweet, sweet love

 [bad word]  I gave up my time for a no good affair
You'd think I'd learned by now
To be taken in by a perfect stranger
That I had the know how

Still more, fool me for kidding myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
(Say goodbye stranger)
That I [bad word]  myself into a corner?