Text: Final Fantasy. Don't Stop.

Trussed up like a rabbit, told what I can do and say,
It's mine, it's mine nobody can take it away.
And my love it is a wreckage, and my love it is my own,
How long, how long before they take the money away?

Once you loved a man who put his lover in a crust(?),
Well could you love a man who'd see it all turn to dust?
Cos i'll cuss upon the wreckage, and i'll call the world my own,
How long, how long before the features turn to rust?

La la da di da dada do da

I don't wanna hear another song about your ex-wife,
I don't wanna hear you brag about your Swedish life.
But don't stop, don't stop, don't stop,
No don't stop, don't stop, don't stop.

Don't stop on my account.