Her Story

Knights in shiny armour
Always takes the key
History, history, hypocricy
But you can still make money
By singing sweet songs of love

Chorus
I own you
You don't own me
You are my territory
This is a love song
This is a love song

I blame our books
I blame the tv
I blame top twenty for my jealousy
But you can still make money
By singing sweet songs of love