i don�t mind if you treat me badly nni don�t mind if you�ve got no love to give nni don�t mind nnjust say what�s on your mind nnnnyou will find that the road just gets harder nnsigned, dotted lines will cling to you like a tax nnlove is blind nnwhen words are hard to find nnnni�ll be lonelier tomorrow nni know it�s got to be you nni�ve bitten off all my nails nni know it�s got to be you nnnndo you want to wait nnfor six years of your life to pass by? nnnnall the magazines are hustler nnand all the melodies sound the same nnif i let these days go by, nnthen i�ll be a monk nnnnand nothing else matters...