So you've loved me now For half a year Despite the distance and the fear Of a falling sky and a gathering storm That'll blow me back where I came from That ain't the way I see you baby I know you're not that kind of girl When you die I will come looking for you I wouldn't miss it for the world An opportunist waiting for a chance To fuck you over leave you flat Take off your dress and go straight to the press To make time on the evening news Is that the way you see me baby I know you're not that kind of girl When you die I will come looking for you I wouldn't miss it for the world That murderer who shares your cell Well his sentence don't have to be yours as well 'Cause when you sleep you count the stars He's making enemies across the bars That ain't the way I see you baby I know you're not that kind of girl When you die I will come looking for you I wouldn't miss it for the world