Stop

You think you're lovely

I know that you're wrong

God made me ugly

So don't string me along

Give me the good stuff

I'll leave you the rest

Send me the good stuff

I'll put you to the testI'm going to stop

Messing around

Cause what have I found

On the dirty groundYou think I'm stupid

And I know that you're right

Or else why would I lie here

In this big hollow night

Did god make it easy

So easy on you

Were you sent here to please me

Well it won't get you throughCause I'm going to stop

Messing around

Cause what have I found

On the dirty groundYou're going to stop

Messing around

Cause what have you found

On the dirty groundAre we going to stop?

Are we going to stop?

Are we going to stop?