What she says ain't what she does by Steph Stance baby I'll never leave you belong with me as she walks on out the door as she walks on out the door her way, her way sweet words fall from her lips leaving my mind to trip cause what she says ain't what she does what she says ain't what she does no way, no way no way, no way nothing here has changed i still feel the same as she walks on out the door as she walks on out the door her way, her way i love you she says then she fucks with me head cause what she says ain't what she does what she says ain't what she does no way, no way no way, no way no way, her way no way, her way ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fb5mZKeEedg

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THIS~Original~ Being dead or alive-- it's in the gleam of your eyes, despite the words that may pass your lips. You don't dare provoke what makes you choke when it's wrapped up in tenderness. A wasted hour is death, so place your hand on my chest to fill the depth of this torment. I am built from within, so how can I mend when I've lived without this? A wasted hour is death. A wasted hour is death. A wasted hour is death. I can live without this. I can live without this. (repeat above twice) Words, music & arrangement (c) 2008 by Steph Stance. All rights reserved.ASCAP Steph Stance Store http://www.cafepress.com/stephstance ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrb0IhQl0Os