Come to me
Run to me
Do and be done with me
(Cold
What's cute about a little cutie?
It's her beauty, not brains...
Old
When I was just seventeen
I ran away from home
To be
I look up to the little bird
That glides across the
Money can't buy it...baby
Sex can't buy it...baby
Drugs can't buy it...baby
You
Precious little angel
Take a look at what you've done.
Well I
Sweetheart
The sun has set
All red and primitive above our heads.
Blood
Stay by me
And make the moment last.
Please take these lips
Even
Step by step
Bit by bit
Stone by stone yeah
Brick
Darling don't you understand
I feel so ill at ease
The room
Walking on Walking on broken glass
Walking on Walking on Broken
How many times do I have to try to tell