i will be the clown who will get punched through it all just to lay down under your feet i ll be the punk you will blow away and toss me in the jaws of defeat you ve been waiting for so long and some man has to be strong I ll pull the pin and kill your lips (this is so romantic) Your explosive powder lives on there is no cavalry but too many to my queen i might be true (so romantic) cause i got to do what a clown got to do (oh yeah !) what a punk got to do (oh yeah !) i might level the field for the touch of your rough punch in my face i ll will be the punk who will turn every bridge just to spend one more hour saying my grace see your hips sway in the night an explosion blinding bright i will scorch the earth and maybe caress your cheek you know when i m not right when we're standing on the cliff when the show is finally through i got to do what a clown got to do (oh yeah !) what a punk got to do (oh yeah !) Your love is like a grenade highly volative and painful (oh yeah !) I don't hate it. this song is for you, whover ever listen (yes you !) you re so freaking fine (so fine !) slide into my dm and i'll show you a world of side show attraction i got to do what a clown got to do (oh yeah !) what a punk got to do (oh yeah !) Step right in you have a free ticket to my heart (oh yeah !)
