Believe You Me (Live)

With all the world developments
Why do they make me laugh at you?
And all the time you worship me
I never knew, that you were ill

There's someone else inside of me
Who doesn't make me want to kill
All the time it's to take it out
I never knew, that you were ill, ill, ill, ill, ill, ill

And all the time you think you're it
But you've got nothing else to give
Open it up and take it out
We'll never know what's under that

(Who was that) who killed your lover?
(Who was that) who killed your lover?

It wasn't me
It wasn't, believe you me
Not me, not me, not me, not me
Who killed your lover
Who killed your lover
Not me, not me!

Ah, this was for the bad girls in the audience



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess, Robert James Collins
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