| Would it be too much to ask you for a light? | |
| Or is that the kinda thing that always ends up in a fight? | |
| How's come you think that everybody's on the make? | |
| But if we carry on this way | |
| There's gotta be some give and take | |
| But it's your life | |
| Do what you like | |
| You got this way of turning magic into lust | |
| You take it all for granted, you crush it in the dust | |
| I see ya looking, but you don't even care | |
| But all I wanna do is run my fingers through your hair | |
| Through your hair, oh, through your hair | |
| But it's your life | |
| So do what you like | |
| Because you really don't owe me | |
| You really don't owe | |
| You really don't know me | |
| You really don't know | |
| It's your life | |
| So do what you like | |
| You got this way of turning magic into lust | |
| You take it all for granted, you crush it in the dust | |
| I see ya lookin', but you don't even care | |
| But all I wanna do is run my fingers through your hair | |
| Through your hair, oh, through your hair | |
| But it's your life | |
| So do what you like | |
| Because you really don't owe me | |
| You really don't owe | |
| You really don't owe me | |
| You really don't owe | |
| You really don't know me | |
| You really don't know | |
| You really don't know me | |
| You really don't know | |
| But it's your life | |
| So do what you like | |
| Do what you like | |
| Do what you like | |
| Do what you like | |
| Do itDo what you like |