She was made for the exception
I wasn’t made for [bad word] We shared that secret connection
little queen of being fool
And she said: Sit back, just relax
I’m talking about desire
Lied back you’re the 
I’m talking about the heat
Rat pack on my back
I set this stage on fire
Zigzag on the track
Whatever turns the heat
She liked the beat
But I didn’t like her mirror
Hit myself forever till she cried
Forever is more dangerous than never
Tragedy multiply
Darling, wouldn’t you want me
That our love was meant to be
Oh, see, see.