Album by The Cure
Number of Lyrics in Album : 19
By The Cure, 10:15 on a Saturday night And the tap drips Underneath the
By The Cure, 10:15 on a Saturday night And the tap drips under the
By The Cure, 10:15 Saturday night And the tap drips under the striplight And I'm
By The Cure, We sit in the same room Side by side I give you
By The Cure, I would say I'm sorry If I thought that it would
By The Cure, I would say I'm sorry If I thought that it
By The Cure, (Haven't got any words) The barber chair falls to the floor He
By The Cure, Slowly fading blue The eastern hollows Catch the dying sun The nighttime follows Silent
By The Cure, (One, two, three, four) No light No heat No people on the street No
By The Cure, Spit out the shout of a warning Death is an honour
By The Cure, I know that I don't love you But I tell you
By The Cure, I want to be old And creak by the fire I want
By The Cure, Begging me to stay But I'm laughing in your face So desperate
By The Cure, You wear your smile like It was going out of
By The Cure, Don't say what you mean You might spoil your face If you
By The Cure, I paint your nails And brush your hair Until you are so
By The Cure, Midnight in the subway She's on her way home She tries hard
By The Cure, The soul lives forever Always ends sometime Now I'm alone, alone and
By The Cure, Dressed in Berlin black I was only playing Disguise my words to