Say you don't know me, you'll burn You can refuse, but you'll lose, it's by me Say you don't want me, you'll learn Nothin you do will be new, 'cause I'm through Call me a liar, you knew You were a fool, but that's cool, it's all right Call me the Devil,

I'll do anything to prove I love you I love you, girl But I refuse to stay Paying for his mistakes And it's killing me girl knowing you compare me to him Always guilty before the sin I can't win, I can't win no Baby girl but I refuse to Pay for something

Be be be a bee So many things I refuse to be I'd like to be be a bee So many things are bothering me But you know bees are free

I don’t believe in faith The art of finding love Refuse to let this cut me deep Now to make her pay Left to feel so numb Yes, you may cut me again But I mark these words with a blade That I’ll find you once again, Morrigan! Holding the key to my darkened

You won't need nobody else but me... You'll find... I'm gonna invite you to try my machines Programme an offer you just can't refuse I'm gonna invite you to share all my dreams You've nothing to lose Recycle your thoughts I'll rewire your mind I'll punch

( * Repeat) I know what she's doin' I saw it comin from the start I've watched her in motion She's aimin right for my heart Guess I should know better But it's hard to refuse She's got it down to the letter *Youngblood,

But I cannot forget Refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away Make everyday Worth all of the pain that I have gone through And Mama I've been cryin' Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, "The battle's almost won

I don't know where I'm headed But I'm going too fast I think I'm going to crash I refuse to be your victim I refuse to be your slave I keep on burning my bridges I keep on fucking up everything Running from desperation god knows where I've been I'm going

Like most babies smell like butter His smell smelled like no other He was born scentless and senseless He was born a scentless apprentice Go away - get away, get away, get a-way Every wet nurse refused to feed him Electrolytes smell like semen I promise

Honey, I want you Yes I want you, so bad The guilty undertaker sighs The lonesome organ grinder cries The silver saxophones say I should refuse you The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, but it’s Not that way, I wasn’t born