What She Gets?

She holds me there, then lets me loose
I’ve got the choice, but not the strength to choose
I’m weaker then my will, while she’s weak for any thrill
She likes Eric Clapton, but not Cocaine
She knows my brother, but not his name
I guess she doesn’t care, I don’t like the way she stares
What she gets is more than she deserves
And what she does is getting on my nerves
That’s why I’m breaking out and free
She saves her money by spending mine
She ignores my roses, never asks if I’m fine
She acts like a queen, but inside she’s a child
She craves my attention and I give in
She deserves none of it, she’s lost but still
She wins…
She’s got her own homepage on the world wide web
Where she tells my secrets with no regrets
I’d stop her if I could, she’s not exactly Robin Hood
And I’m stuck with the doubt, I see no way out
I run through the pages of my weary mind
And hope I will find, an answer in time
Before I… die
She’s got her own homepage on the world wide web
Where she tells my secrets with no regrets
I’d stop her if I could, but she’s mightier than Hollywood