It's Been A Harsh Day Yea

You Think That I Don't Feel It

You Want To Lock Yourself Up

I Want To Make It Real And Mess Your Little World



I Want To Be Your Whore

I Want To Bust Your Stupid Door

The Element Of Surprise

Spontaneous Yea Not So Wise

I Want To Be The One To Mess You Up And Down

Till You Laugh It Off



You Think Too Much About Things

Your Head Is Full Of Sound

You Want To Fly Your Warplanes

I Want To Shoot Them Down And Mess Your Little Mind



Turning Your Head Around

Turning You Upside Down

It's Been A Harsh Day Yea

You Want To Melt Away

But There's Too Much To Waste



Till You Fall Apart