Your Body Is a Weapon

Sometimes I like to go uptown Where flashy people flash around It's extortionate and I don't care You can taste the pretence in the air And I wonder what you wear tonight The shiny black dress with the slit at the thigh Is this such fantasy that I should think Someone like you could love a creep like me Your body is a weapon, love And it makes me wanna cry My body is a temple of doom Doomed not to be by your side I like my job when I do it well It's freelance work and it pays like hell But I can get us a place with one bedroom Who needs a friend when I got you Your body is a weapon, love And it makes me wanna cry My body is a temple of doom Doomed not to be by your side And I don't come here for the exclusivity I just come here for the view And the minuscule chance of some close proximity Or an awkward conversation with you Yeah that'd be cool Your body is a weapon, love And it rips me up inside My body is a temple of doom Doomed not to be Doomed not to be by your side Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I, one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I, one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I love Someone protect me from the one I, one I love --- Your Body is a Weapon - The Wombats