歌词
It's just a magazine they're offering
You open up and you read the piece
And its a struggle for you to bear
No arguing, you're trying not to stare
You made the call‚ call off the charts
A decent woman tries not to stare
No arguing‚ it's not your place to share
It's just a magazine
Maybe in her life‚ she doesn't care
Interrogations are not the worst
When panic sets in anxiety
There's something else there apparently
You made the call, call off the charts
Maybe in her life, she doesn't care
No arguing‚ it's not your place to share
I like it, thank you
Do what you want to
What makes you can break you
I like it, thank you
Do what you want to
What makes you can break you