Why, when I dare so much as laugh At some guyís jokes, you go ballistic, Nasty, borderline sadistic, As if somebody touched your stuff? And yet when I hook on to you, You will not let yourself be mine, Take out your fears and draw a line Between what you and I can do? But freedom must be mutual, And it takes two for one embrace. You canít both love and freedom chase, Unless you would adore a fool.
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