Handcuffs Lyrics

When you chased me down the stairs

And you pulled my underwear

You were on my desk and chair

I care, I don't want to know where

You had sex

You're his handcuff-wielding ex

With a tendency to perplex this room

It's full of news, I haven't a clue

I don't want to speak to you

So come on baby turn the lights down low

I'm always bragging that I told you so

I'm in love

Do you remember what you did that day

Remember what you did to feel this way

A bit tough

And now you're leaving me with no money

I don't want to see your photography

Sick fuck!

It's that I cannot stand your angry words

It's getting worse and worse I thank the curse

Shit luck!