She's got a dirty mind. I've got flies on th
A double life without a single flaw. Covered with
Honey, smothered in blood, while she was married, buried in the mud. I don't
Know where I'm going to. But you don't know where I've been. She don't care
What I'm going through. But you don't know where I've been. She's got a guilty
Smile. I've got a hunch or two. I'll never know her like the flies on the
Wall. Like a feather, it gently fell. Like Heather, they kiss and tell. I
Don't know where I'm going to. But you don't know where I've been. She don't
Care what I'm going through. But you don't know where I've been.