Well if a life is a well made of stone
And there's a hole in the bottom where a dead soul moans
Then jealous love is the mud in the hole
Gullywater

Well if a soul is a room in the mind
And there's a dog in the middle with a new lifeline
Then jealous love is the smile on the dog
Gullywater

I don't care about your dead soul
I don't care about your lifeline
No no, I don't care

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Care about your dеad soul
I don't care about your lifeline
No no, I don't carе

Well if a life is a well made of stone
And there's a hole in the bottom where a dead soul moans
Then jealous love is the mud in the hole
Gullywater

Well if a soul is a room in the mind
And there's a dog in the middle with a new lifeline
Then jealous love is the smile on the dog
Gullywater