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No baby love ain't a punishment

That they say about you
The scars I hide are not your business
So tell me, baby

Is it true all those things
The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh
I got a head full of sermons and a mouth full of spiders
The scars I hide are not your business
It's hard to talk with a Novocain tongue
No baby love ain't a punishment
Every time
Hypnotize by your rotten behavior
This room smells like hotel illness
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this
Yes it is
The scars I hide are not your business

This room smells like hotel illness
Yeah, this weeks fashion is last years flavor
Yeah, the politics of the worlds greatest liar
This room smells like hotel illness
No baby love ain't a punishment

I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this