Posts dedicados aquela que é para mim uma das mais geniais bandas de sempre =) e dedicado a Brian Molko... o mais sexy artista do mundo da musica... em tudo o que faz =)
This bed is on fire With passionate love The neighbours complain about the noises above But she only comes when she’s on top
My therapist said not to see you no more She said you’re like a disease without any cure She said I’m so obsessed that I’m becoming a bore, oh no Ah, you think you’re so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till Slammed your fingers in the door Fought with kitchen knives and skewers Dressed me up in womens clothes Messed around with gender roles Dye my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house, so you moved next door I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone You’re driving me crazy, when are you coming home
I'm living without you I know all about you I have run you down into the ground Spread disease about you over town
I used to adore you I couldn't control you There was nothing that I wouldn't do To keep myself around and close to you
Do you have an opinion A mind of your own I thought you were special I thought you should know But I've run out of patience I couldn't care less
Do you have an opinion A mind of your own I thought you were special I thought you should know
I used to amuse you But I knew that I'd lose you Now you're here and begging for a chance But there's no way in hell I'd take you back
Do you have an opinion A mind of your own I thought you were special I thought you should know But I've run out of patience I've run out of comments I'm tired of the violence I couldn't care less
I'm looking for a new But we were the talk of the town