I've always thought of you as my brick wall. Built like an angel six feet tall. Six feet tall. And when you go away I start to weep. You're too expensive girl to keep. Isn't it sweet?. I don't know where to begin living in sin. How can we talk? Look where you've been. I've counted the nights of living in sin. How can we talk? Look where we've been. Take my independent point of view. I've loosened my wallet thanks to you. Don't do me any favors. Hark the herald angels sting. Please repair my broken wing. Why won't you look at me? I live and breathe. (We can make it all the time to live or die). Blame it on appearance. It might seem. A shame that we're. Not you or me. .