i won't say the word but you know i'm fond of youni don't need curtains and i don't need a viewnbut to cut you off my landscape, i don't either need cissorsndon't ask questions when you don't wanna know the answersnbetween love and friends, my choice is made, no offencenif you want me to be your man, be a friend if you canni'll play stark naked, if it's my desirena sheer uniqueness is all that i requirenfrom myself and from my daysnwhatever the cost, the story repaysnbetween pride and success, it's easy to guessnyour servant will choose to winningly loseneverybody is familynhundreds of girls are quite alright for menbut i'm dumb enough to think i know what i must donand weak enough to always tell it toonbetween stay and go, it's not hard to knownit's not even a choice, it's my master's choice