“Two sides twist and then collide;
You’re calling off the guards
I’m coming through.
Adulterous conditioned to a spin cycled submission,
You know, sometimes it just feels better to give in.
And it’s all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it’s you I can’t deny."
Shoes that were custom made for the dress…need i say more?