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Begging me to stay
But I'm laughing in your face
So desperate not to let those years of care go to waste
But it was you who wanted love
Not romance
You've got to pay the price
My body may be made of fire
But my soul is made of ice
I'm me
I'm cold
I'm cold
I'm told

I'd like to love you, girl
But my body
My body
Has just been sold

You're begging me to stay
But I'm laughing in your face
You're desperate not to let all those years of care go to waste
But it was you who wanted love
Not romance
You've got to pay the price
You see, my body may be made of fire
But my soul's made of ice

I'm me
I'm cold
I'm cold
I'm told

I'd like to love you, girl
But my body
My body
Has just been sold

I'm me
I'm cold
I'm cold
I'm told

I'd like to love you, girl
But my body
My body has just been sold
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