I?m a preacher, sweating in the pews
For the salvation I?m bringing you
I?m a salesman, I?m selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands
When I?m home alone I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
"I'm all right in bed but I?m better with a pen."
The kid was alright but it went to his head
I-I am god?s gift
But why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped?
I?m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
[Better With A Pen (Fame < Infamy) lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
"There's too much green to feel blue."
When I?m home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
"I?m all right in bed but I?m better with a pen."
The kid was alright but it went to his head
When I?m home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
["I?m all right in bed but I?m better with a pen."] [x3]
The kid was alright but it went to his head
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