Of Montreal - She's a Rejecter
My, my, you busted me like a Robocop
Strike me with your riding crop
I'm forever going celibate tomorrow
But tonight, like success, knows no shame
Oh no, she's a rejecter
I must protect myself
There's the girl that left me bitter
Want to pay some other girl
To just walk up to her and hit her
But I can't, I can't, I can't
My, my, this demon heart of the master's hand
Crush me, why, I don't understand
And I know you're not her
'Cause the girl of my dreams is probably God
Still, I want you
Letras Of Montreal