Oh, sweet darling!
I can promise: I`ll be fine.
I`m a child, a daredevil,
I`m a prostitute and queen,
I`m all bad things,
And the few good ones between.
I can make you smile,
And make you laugh till cry.
I can make you weep and suffer,
Or allow you worship me until I die.
I could make you grieve and give you heartache,
I could lift you up and keep you there
Just with word, a wink or single look.
Know I`m powerful enough
To overcome whatever pain or sorrow
Comes my way,
It would just be sweeter,
If you`d stayed.