Lyrics

Well it's good to be a little open minded
To the way that other people see the world
But I can't get by your obsession with leather
And the way you think it's fun to hurt yourself

What's that skeleton inside your cupboard?
What's the use in hiding how you live?
What the use in being so damn secretive
Your body's taken all that it can give

She's got issues of the sexual kind
Her happiness depends on being cuffed up and blind
She's got problems cos she's desirable
And it wouldn't matter much but you're miserable

I can only imagine what you are thinking
And my guess is that you haven't got a hope
All those nights that you cannot remember
If you keep on swallowing you're gonna choke

While everyone behind your back is laughing
Saying that you're running out of luck
All those drugs and all that you've been drinking
Half the time you're too drunk to fuck

She's got issues of the sexual kind
Her happiness depends on being cuffed up and blind
She's got problems cos she's desirable
And it wouldn't matter much but you're miserable