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Sweet compulsion
I paid a price to take your hand
Break me open
You know I papered up the cracks
But it comes in my sleep
When you're closest to me
My bones they grow weak
Does he have what you need?
I don't want you running and coming back
Now you got a fistful of money
I don't want you loving another man
Living in the background honey
He don't see what I can see
Eyes as bright as ecstasy
There's holes in my design
So baby go burn in paradise
Plagues my consience
To know I couldn't win you back
You demolished all the picture perfect plans
Is it easy to breathe
Poking holes in the seams
This twisted machine
Does it leave you complete?
I don't want you running and coming back
Now you got a fistful of money
I don't want you loving another man
Living in the background honey
He don't see what I can see
Eyes as bright as ecstasy
There's holes in my design
So baby go burn in paradise
With a fistful of money
So baby go burn in paradise
With a fistful of money
Go burn, baby go burn
Go burn, baby go burn
Baby go burn in paradise
Go burn, baby go burn
Go burn, baby go burn
Baby go burn in paradise
I don't want you running and coming back
Now you got a fistful of money
I don't want you loving another man
Living in the background honey
He don't see what I can see
Eyes as bright as ecstasy
There's holes in my design
So baby go burn in paradise
With a fistful of money
So baby go burn in paradise
With a fistful of money
Writer(s): Jack Balfour Scott, Joseph Arnold, Tom Leach
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