Texty: Twisted Sister. Run for your life.

he wakes up in the mornin'
and he looks into the glass
his face it reminds him
of the long nights that have passed
and he wonders
if she wonders
that he wonders
about her
well darlin'
you'd better

run for your life

girl you played with my head
you destroyed my mind
now i'd be better off dead
you'd better

run for your life
through abused intentions
you misused my trst
now's the time for redemption
you'd better

run for your life

girl, my life's in ruins
pay 'the tab of pain'
now, i'm after you and
you'd better

run for your life
you'd better
run for your life
you'd better
run for your life