Flesh of my flesh
Did you think you could make me thing, just say I was yours. Then treat me anyway.You wanted too.
No. That’s not how, this game gets to be played. You must compromise occasionally.
I loved you so but I can’t let you treat me this way. I must confess, I was hoping you’d undress.
Oh no, this is not how its supposed to be. How it’s supposed to end
Flesh my flesh, bone of my bones please don’t go
Flesh my flesh bone of my bones, no; please don’t go
I didn’t mean to treat you so, don’t go…