Dirty Magazine

Henry Morris

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Beautiful girl
I want you to hurt
As bad as I do
Doesn’t it burn?
I know that it hurts
Well, it’s supposed to

These things I do just to please myself tear you apart
And make you understand me
I’ll drill my way inside your heart
Soak up your love and then depart
It’s tragic but it makes me happy

My love is empty, so cheap
Like a dirty magazine
No apologies
Make you wanna, make you wanna
I’ll be your main squeeze, vaseline
Hold you close until I leave
And no apologies
Make you wanna

Beautiful girl
I want you to hurt
As bad as I do
Doesn’t it burn?
I know that it hurts
Well, it’s supposed to

This empty space inside your bed
Tears you apart
And makes you want to fill it
Even with a villain
These evil men tell you what’s best
They clip your wings
And shove you in the pantry
Chew you up like candy

My love is empty, so cheap
Like a dirty magazine
No apologies
Make you wanna, make you wanna
I’ll be your main squeeze, vaseline
Hold you close until I leave
And no apologies
Make you wanna

Beautiful girl
I want you to hurt
As bad as I do
Doesn’t it burn?
I know that it hurts
Well, it’s supposed to