Please, dear, don’t feel incensed
I know not what I do
Please dear, don’t feel used
I care not who I do.
Please, dear, I love you more,
than you yourself, at least
You are not my whore,
but I, your fawning Beast
Please, dear, don’t feel incensed
I know not what I do
Please dear, don’t feel used
I care not who I do.
Please, dear, I love you more,
than you yourself, at least
You are not my whore,
but I, your fawning Beast