"Split personality" by Laura Kate Meads

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These days with you
I just feel like a whore
You’re screaming my self-worth
Right out the door

Your money, your wealth -
It’s your leverage on me
Should I deal with your temper
Or should I just leave you be

CHORUS:
Don’t want your split per-so-na-li-ty
Baby just set me free
Two lives inside of you
And I don’t know what to do
Out pops Medusa’s head
I long for you instead
Of bloodstains on our bed
When you start seeing red

Most of the time
We laugh, smile, we soar
But with one flaming word
You bring me to the floor

I’m beginning to think
There’s no more hope
Our beautiful history
It’s dissolving like soap

CHORUS:
Don’t want your split per-so-na-li-ty
Baby just set me free
Two lives inside of you
And I don’t know what to do
Out pops Medusa’s head
I long for you instead
Of bloodstains on our bed
When you start seeing red

BRIDGE / RAP:
Dr. Jeckyl, Mr. Hyde
Moods change like ocean tides
We need an exorcism here
Somebody banish fear
The monster’s on the attack
I’d give anything to have YOU back
With me again

CHORUS:
Don’t want your split per-so-na-li-ty
Baby just set me free
Two lives inside of you
And I don’t know what to do
Out pops Medusa’s head
I long for you instead
Of bloodstains on our bed
When you start seeing red
 

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