Brenda Song

You’re poison with a bitter taste
You’re a gun pointed at my face
Every gesture, every pose
It’s as phony as a clown’s nose
You’re a dirty game of chess
Wrapped in a tight black velvet dress
You clutch me with your velvet first
You grab me by the heart and twist
Love, hate, blind date
Angel of misery
Love, hate, perfect mate
Angel of misery
Feed my sickness, feed my pain
Love and hate both feel the sam
Kill the light, so much to say
It’s never said, w like it that way
Love, hate, blind date
Angel of misery
Love, hate, perfect mate
Angel of misery
Love, hate, fornicate
Angel of misery
Brenda’s an angel, Brenda’s a whore
Brenda’s got it all, but Brenda wants more
Brenda’s an angel, Brenda’s a whore
Brenda’s got it all, but Brenda wants more
Hate the tension, hate the fear
I feel so lost when you’re not here
My angel of misery
My love for you is killing me
Love, hate, blind date
Angel of misery
Love, hate, perfect mate
Angel of misery
Love, hate, fornicate
Angel of misery
Brenda’s an angel, Brenda’s a whore
Brenda’s got it all, but Brenda wants more
Brenda’s an angel, Brenda’s a whore
Brenda’s got it all, but Brenda wants more