(no subject)
I’m brittle and weak
You’re on your knees
And the marks on my neck tell my all I need to know about us
Without tragedy life would be boring
Forget taking your time
Make it quick and get it done with
I cannot be bothered with
Excuses anymore
You’re all I want to know
And everything I’ve wanted
Play a sad song on piano
To turn me on again
And the focus is disturbed
Our faces are distorted
Is this love or a cheap imitation…?
Show off your talent
Get them to love you
And the look in your eyes tells me all I need to know about this
All our millions of best friends are screaming
Forget what they had said
Make it quick and get me done with
Make it quick
Or ill be gone
What a funny little euphemism
Love tends to be
And it is if you look close enough
You know actors are liars
And women are whores
And men are the scum of the earth
They use women but
Women are whores so it really doesn’t matter
And aside from our enemy the allies are traitors anyway
Aside from the whores and the scum and their children
We stand back to back
I’ve never been so sure
I’ve never been so sure about this…
You’re all I want to know
And everything I’ve wanted
Play a sad song on piano
To turn me on again
And the focus is disturbed
Our faces are distorted
Is this love or a cheap imitation…?
You’re on your knees
And the marks on my neck tell my all I need to know about us
Without tragedy life would be boring
Forget taking your time
Make it quick and get it done with
I cannot be bothered with
Excuses anymore
You’re all I want to know
And everything I’ve wanted
Play a sad song on piano
To turn me on again
And the focus is disturbed
Our faces are distorted
Is this love or a cheap imitation…?
Show off your talent
Get them to love you
And the look in your eyes tells me all I need to know about this
All our millions of best friends are screaming
Forget what they had said
Make it quick and get me done with
Make it quick
Or ill be gone
What a funny little euphemism
Love tends to be
And it is if you look close enough
You know actors are liars
And women are whores
And men are the scum of the earth
They use women but
Women are whores so it really doesn’t matter
And aside from our enemy the allies are traitors anyway
Aside from the whores and the scum and their children
We stand back to back
I’ve never been so sure
I’ve never been so sure about this…
You’re all I want to know
And everything I’ve wanted
Play a sad song on piano
To turn me on again
And the focus is disturbed
Our faces are distorted
Is this love or a cheap imitation…?