Family Tradition Ringtones

Oh, the loneliest girl in town is bought for pennies of prize We dress her up in lovely gowns, she's easy on the eyes Her soul is black and it's a fact that a sneer will eat you alive And the buyer always brings her back because all she does is cry So take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition Ooh-ooh-ooh Oh, the loneliеst girl in town was bought for plenty a price Well, they dress her up in golden crowns, his smile hides a lie She smiles back, but it's a fact that her fear will eat her alive Well, she got the life that she wanted, but now all she does is cry Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition You can take it back, it's good as gone Well, flesh amnesiac, this is your song And I hope what's left will last all summer long And they said that boys were boys, but they were wrong Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition (It's good as gone)

Love is just a word I have learned I may use at my own expense Bible study earned me the right To be alone in my own defense Come to me, pretty, pull back my limbs It's the oldest tradition known to my skin I can be soft when I am disarmed I can be just what you want Love is just a word, love is just a word Love is just a word Don't say that you mean it Come on, baby We both know that that's absurd (When you love me like this) (When I can't move my lips) Come to me, pretty, pull back my arms It's the oldest tradition known to my heart I can be soft when I am disarmed I can be just what you want You want me soft You and God, baby Love me the best When I'm laid to rest And only my body is left Is left Come to me, pretty, pull back my limbs It's the oldest tradition known to my skin I can be soft when I am disarmed I can be just what you want