Fix Your Mended Ways

Woman.

Better fix your mended ways.

I preferred you as a hand grenade,

Pull your pin and watch you

Explode. I see you stand,

You stand too close,

And when the sparks fly heed them honey.

Change what you can

But you ain’t right for your man, oh, no, no, no.

Oh I know

‘Cos it’s hard to hide your head hun

When you’re running

Wo-oh

You better close your angel eyes

They are your trouble and he crucifies

Take a cross and wait my dear

Princess, You should be more of a mess

I got your buttons pressed

Don’t let your smile slip

“So say what you say,

But I’m here and you can’t stay, so go on home”,

Is what she said

Well it’s hard to hold your head down

And keep seeing

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Lyrics submitted by Sky Wood.