Triple 7

Don't you know I've always been this way? I look to you through the work week And I love a man in uniform 'Cause he loves me like a slot machine From the valley of loose women In the cruel light of morning Call out my name like something From the bottom of a well Oh, how I want, how I need How I cling to your sleeves 'til they're like lacerated sails But in the night, I am someone else Don't you know it's always been the same? A pure woman's hard to find, to come by these days And I know the looks of urge and scorn And I know the role I'm meant to play The role of the other woman Who will spend her life longing Call out my name like something From the bottom of a well Oh, how I want, how I need How I cling to your sleeves 'til they're all fucked beyond repairs But in the night, I am someone else Yes, in the night, I am someone else Oh, in the night, I am someone else