you're made of my rib or baby
you're made of my sin
and i can't tell where your lust ends
and where your love begins
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you
i didn't want to hurt you
but you're pretty when you cry
and the moon gives me permission
and i enter through her eyes
she's losing her virginity
and all her will to compromise
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you
i didn't want to hurt you
but you're pretty when you cry
i didn't want to fuck you baby
i didn't want to fuck you
i didn't want to fuck you
but you're pretty when you're mine
i didn't really love you baby
i didn't really love you
i didn't really love you
but i'm pretty when i lie
you hurt me baby
i hurt you baby
if you knew how much i love you
you would run away
but when i treat you bad
it always makes you want to stay
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdDts3rsdzE
2 comments:
You're pretty when you're mine.
Why do I cradle perverse darkness to my heart sometimes?
Index alongside the less ethereal "Chloroform the one you love" by Flickerstick.
Long been a favourite of mine ...
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