You're begging me to stay
But I'm laughing in your face
You're so desperate
Not to let this years of care
All go ti waste
But it was you who wanted love
Not romance
You have to pay the price
My body may be made of fire
But my soul is made of ice
I'm me
I'm cold
I'm cold
I'm told
I'd love to love you girl
But my body
Has just been sold
Writer(s): Robert James Smith, Michael Stephen Dempsey, Laurence Andrew Tolhurst
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