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I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate
All the girls I hate
All the words I hate
All the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate.
You smile, mention something that you like
Oh how you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like?
Yes, she's in her black mood tonight
Watch her dye your black hair white
Rob you of your muscles, slacken
All the skin that was so tight
So ask for a reason, ask for any reason
Ask for the one reply for the one reply
Try for reason, but passion never lives
It dies with reason, try for reason then die…