You kiss my lips, but stab my back.

You hold me close, but my heart, you attack.

You make my days better, but my life you wrack.

You’re night and day, like some maniac.

One day you’re white, one day you’re black.

You drive around in your old Cadillac,

You’re as up and down as ol’ Freddie Mac

You kiss my lips, but I feel my heart crack.