Queen Isabella (She Wolf Of France)
Truth, dead
It was late last summer
I found out you went to one of those places
That men go to meet, to sow their seed, spread disease
Could swear you swore that you were mine
What the fuck was I thinking?
My heart's been sinking
Down through my stomach, right down to my feet
What the fuck was I thinking?
My heart's still sinking
Down to the stomach, down to my feet
Could have sworn that you were mine
Could have sworn
I tell truth, truth
I tell the truth, truth
I tell you the truth, truth
I tell you the truth, the truth
What the fuck was I thinking?
