Everytime I end up waking up in some hotel without my set of keys,
Coming to, remembering the way you turned me out when I was on my
Knees.
You think that was one up for you,
But I know I scored something too.
When I see the way you have to struggle just to do a little simple
Thing,
Feel apologetic just because I'm not particularly suffering,
So I let you take me down,
I'm like your rent-a-clown.
When I saw my baby cry,
Knew that he loved me.
That was some great victory,
He cried because of me.
He hit me with his belt,
But his fears were all I felt.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew he loved me.
When you try to cut me down and push me back if I attack your
Attitude,
I rise up to the challenge 'cause I like to taste the sugar of your
Violent mood.
Just like a stormy sea,
You're natural poetry to me.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew that he loved me.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew that he loved me.
That was some great victory.
He cried because of me.
He hit me with his belt,
But his fears were all I felt.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew he loved me.
I knew he loved me.
Clark Chang / cchchang@princeton.edu
Thanks to lampadarios_stacey@jpmorgan.com, e9125767@student.tuwien.ac.at
And k.caulfield@chemistry.unimelb.edu.au for their help
On these lyrics.
I should have saved the posts from the lists, but it was mentioned that
This song is autobiographical, and 977 is the room number
Where the incident ocurred.
Coming to, remembering the way you turned me out when I was on my
Knees.
You think that was one up for you,
But I know I scored something too.
When I see the way you have to struggle just to do a little simple
Thing,
Feel apologetic just because I'm not particularly suffering,
So I let you take me down,
I'm like your rent-a-clown.
When I saw my baby cry,
Knew that he loved me.
That was some great victory,
He cried because of me.
He hit me with his belt,
But his fears were all I felt.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew he loved me.
When you try to cut me down and push me back if I attack your
Attitude,
I rise up to the challenge 'cause I like to taste the sugar of your
Violent mood.
Just like a stormy sea,
You're natural poetry to me.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew that he loved me.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew that he loved me.
That was some great victory.
He cried because of me.
He hit me with his belt,
But his fears were all I felt.
When I saw my baby cry,
I knew he loved me.
I knew he loved me.
Clark Chang / cchchang@princeton.edu
Thanks to lampadarios_stacey@jpmorgan.com, e9125767@student.tuwien.ac.at
And k.caulfield@chemistry.unimelb.edu.au for their help
On these lyrics.
I should have saved the posts from the lists, but it was mentioned that
This song is autobiographical, and 977 is the room number
Where the incident ocurred.
