• God, please tell me,
    what am I to say?
    A different moral,
    each and every day.
    Tomorrow's morning,
    wont be like today's.
    When you fall for me,
    will it be ok?

    Love, please tell me,
    Dear, who is it now?
    Your affection,
    can't be figured out.
    I can't grab hold now,
    please instruct me how.
    'Cause there's no telling,
    who you're loving now.

    [When you see me,
    with your eyes,
    could you kiss me,
    with your mouth?
    Could you hold your hand in mine,
    and say that you love me?

    And then tomorrow,
    will you pout,
    and fill your head,
    with doubt?
    And will you still have the guts,
    to say that you love me?]

    Jesus, tell me,
    what am I to think?
    'Cause every move you make,
    still makes me weak.
    All your imperfections,
    and your kinks,
    they seem to curve your beauty,
    I would think.

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    Please... tell me,
    who am I,
    in your eyes?
    Please... tell me,
    why do you,
    hypnotize?
    Please... sell me,
    all your life,
    and I might buy.
    Please... tell me,
    who am I,
    in your eyes?

    *Guitar*

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