Verse 1
I'll be whatever you want me,
to be

You'll get whatever you want,
from me

Bridge
Don't lead me on
cause we both know tomorow you'll be gone

Chorus
I'll be next summers fling
and it won't mean anything
and i'll playalong, playing the victum
and you'll kill again

Verse 2
I'll be whatever you want me,
to be

You'll get what's coming around,
what you deserve

Bridge
Don't lead me on
cause we both know tomorow you'll be gone

Chorus
I'll be next summers fling
and it won't mean anything
and i'll playalong, playing the victum
and you'll kill again

© Adam Parslow 2003