Tytuł: Lover I Don't Have To Love
- Wykonawca: Bright Eyes
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IN THE STYLES OF
BRIGHT EYES
KEY OF "A MINOR"
TIME: 4:02
6 MEASURE
INTRODUCTION
I PICKED YOU OUT
OF A CROWD AND TALKED TO YOU.
I SAID, "I LIKE YOUR SHOES."
YOU SAID,
"THANX. CAN I FOLLOW YOU?"
SO IT IS UP THE STAIRS
AND OUT OF VIEW, NO PRYING EYES.
I POURED SOME WINE.
I ASKED YOUR NAME.
YOU ASKED THE TIME.
NOW ITS 2 O'CLOCK.
THE CLUB IS CLOSED AND
WE ARE UP THE BLOCK.
YOUR HANDS ARE ON ME
I AM PRESSING HARD
AGAINST YOUR JEANS.
YOUR TONGUE IS IN MY MOUTH,
TRYING TO KEEP THE WORDS FROM
COMING OUT.
YOU DIDN'T CARE TO KNOW
WHO ELSE MAY HAVE BEEN
YOU BEFORE.
I WANT A LOVER I DON'T HAVE
TO LOVE.
I WANT A GIRL WHO IS
TOO SAD TO GIVE A FUCK.
WHERE'S THE KID WITH
THE CHEMICALS?
I THOUGHT HE SAID TO MEET HIM
HERE BUT I'M NOT SURE.
I GOT THE MONEY
IF YOU'VE GOT THE TIME.
YOU SAID, "IT FEELS GOOD."
I SAID, "I'LL GIVE IT A TRY."
THEN MY MIND WENT DARK.
WE BOTH FORGOT WHERE YOUR
CAR WAS PARKED.
LET'S JUST TAKE THE TRAIN.
I'LL MEE UP WITH THE BAND
IN THE MORNING.
BAD ACTORS WITH BAD HABITS.
SOME SAD SINGERS
THEY JUSY PLAY TRAGIC
AND THE PHONES RINGING
AND THE VAN IS LEAVING.
LET'S JUST KEEP TOUCHING.
LET'S JUST KEEP, KEEP SINGING.
I WANT A LOVER I DON'T HAVE
TO LOVE.
I WANT A BOY WHO IS SO
DRUNK THAT HE DOESN'T TALK.
IT WAS THE KID WITH
THE CHEMICALS?
I HAVE GOT A HUNGER
AND I CAN'T SEEM TO GET FULL.
I NEED SOME MEANING
I CAN MEMORIZE.
I KIND I HAVE ALWAYS
SEEMS TO SLIP MY MIND.
BUT YOU, BUT YOU..
WRITE SUCH PRETTY WORDS.
BUT LIFE IS NO STORYBOOK.
LOVE IS AN EXCUSE TO GET HURT
AND TO HURT.
"DO YOU LIKE TO HURT?"
"I DO. I DO."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
(FADING)
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
"THEN HURT ME."
[ Thanks Melanie for correction ]
