I want my pearls & diamonds I want my fancy car I want a love that bruns me up I want some cuts & scars You said you can hold me You'll make me warm & sweet Will you still recognize me when I'm torn up & imcomplete What will become of me Will you wait around to see? What will become of me Will you wait around to see? Never found a place to keep me The darkness calls like a banshee Just when the bed is warm & ready I'm struggling to be free ＊what will become of me Will you wait around to see? What will become of me Will you wait around to see?＊ I want my pearls and diamonds I want some cuts & scars REPEAT＊
