Gangster's Girlfriend

When I met you, I was too young
No experience with your kind of fun
I had no resistance to your sartorial flair
Can I be blamed if I went and got me some
The high times were higher than most
Fine white powders, and psychadelic tokes
Kept up with your demanding, kinky sexual tastes
I learned all your favourite jokes

And I couldn't walk away
Thought I could dance with the devil
And live to tell the tale
I couldn't see the truth
The darker side of you
Was always in the room...

While we were drinking, you were just fine.
Spent all our money on caviar and wine.
You showed me my weaknesses, and I guess that was enough.
Can I be blamed if I went for the ride
Tomorrow doesn't last in your world
Money goes missing, the cops at the door
My bank account's broken, my credit card too
You were just an expensive lesson to learn

And I couldn't walk away
Thought I could dance with the devil
And live to tell the tale
I couldn't see the truth
The darker side of you
Was always in the room...



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Writer(s): Anya Wassenberg
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