Hit In The Heart - Peter Allen

So you got somebody you say

Who treats you no way but tough

So you got somebody you say

But you never get quite enough

Let’s call this whole thing off

Before it all falls apart

Don’t worry, it was nothing

I just got hit in the heart

So you’re all locked up in leather

When you’d rather be wearing lace

But you say you gotta look that way

To play against your pretty face

Seems crazy to keep it going

When we’re finished before we start

Don’t worry, it was nothing

I just got hit in the heart

Who’s the one who always buys you

Everything you see

Who’s the one who bought you your respectability

Who’s the one who buys you meals

So you can eat for free

You know it’s a crime, I’m wasting my time

Gonna have to face the fact

You’ll never be satisfied

Even when we’re making love

My hands are always tied

'Cause by now we’ve reached the point

Where cruelty becomes an art

Don’t worry, it was nothing

I just got hit in the heart.