Understand Songtext
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Understand Songtext
Is it a crime to want to be happy
In a sick, sick world?
If it′s the fool who believes in forgiveness
I'm a sick, sick girl
I long to cry on someone′s shoulder
To receive a friend's absolution
And I think I know that look
I've seen it before
I think you′re pitting me
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, you'll understand
When is the time to give into mercy
And walk from the pain?
Where is the will to yearn for freedom
And break the chains?
I long to fall into your slumber
You long to slowly pull me under
And I think you know me well
Far too well to welcome my own girl
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, understand
Is it a crime, a crime
To want to be happy
In a sick, sick, sick world?
I think you know me well
I'm a sick, sick girl
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, try to understand
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You'll understand, understand
Understand
Please understand
In a sick, sick world?
If it′s the fool who believes in forgiveness
I'm a sick, sick girl
I long to cry on someone′s shoulder
To receive a friend's absolution
And I think I know that look
I've seen it before
I think you′re pitting me
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, you'll understand
When is the time to give into mercy
And walk from the pain?
Where is the will to yearn for freedom
And break the chains?
I long to fall into your slumber
You long to slowly pull me under
And I think you know me well
Far too well to welcome my own girl
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, understand
Is it a crime, a crime
To want to be happy
In a sick, sick, sick world?
I think you know me well
I'm a sick, sick girl
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You′ll understand, try to understand
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You'll understand, understand
Understand
Please understand
Writer(s): Ellen Darlene Bledsoe, Tony Persyn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

