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True Romance
03:03
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Smoking Marlboro Lights
Her brand of course
I need to break the ice
Before she goes
Through blood red lipstick blows
Smoke rings to my soul
And they say that love don’t last
But they just don’t understand
I need to make sure that I don’t ruin this chance
Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
Courage comes at a price
Served neat, straight up
Or sometimes over ice
She sips her drink
And offers me a glance
This is True Romance
And they say that love don’t last
But they just don’t understand
I need to make sure that I don’t ruin this chance
Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
Her five dollar shades reflecting light across the room
It’s getting late, no time to wait, you have to make your move soon
You say hi, you’re looking fine
She smiles and says “it’s about time”
This is True Romance
This is True Romance
Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
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2. |
Voicemail
03:02
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She used to talk a lot, I didn’t mind though
I’d nod and sip a cappuccino
A never ending stream of consciousness
I'm gonna miss its gentle caress
The last time I heard her voice since it was stolen
Just 35 seconds passed this silence ain't golden
So quiet now i hear myself thinking
My phone ain't ringing
Waiting for the voicemail to kick in
It kills me a little more each and every time
“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains
As operas go it's second to none
So many favourite parts to chose from
But when she says “it’s not you it’s me”
I think shes nails it so beautifully
The last time I heard her voice since it was stolen
Just 35 seconds passed this silence ain't golden
So quiet now i hear myself thinking
My phone ain't ringing
Waiting for the voicemail to kick in
It kills me a little more each and every time
“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains
Now i have all the facts I don’t want her back
She's a freight train loose on the track
How can sounds so pleasing shape words that are so unappealing
And here was me believing, she’s so innocent
Not deceiving, all this time though cheating
With this other guy, she’s been seeing like forever
You gotta be kidding
And to think she was somebody I believed in
“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains, nothing else, nothing
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3. |
No Strings Attached
03:40
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We’ve only been together four weeks
She comes and goes like heartbeats
When the phone rings we meet
A poison never tasted so sweet
We don’t speak
But I can’t help it if the floor creaks
Where did she get that nasty streak
She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that
If she’s a queen, I’m a joker
A losing hand at poker
She don’t fix what’s broken
We’re lost at sea and she don’t swim in the ocean
We don’t speak
But I can’t help it if the floor creaks
Where did she get that nasty streak
She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that
She hit like a fever
Got to sweat it out I got to leave her
Before the infection runs deeper
She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that
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Hit & Run
03:25
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Number not recognised, let’s try that again
Number not recognised it’s the third attempt
Is that a 684 or a 401
I’ve tried every possible combination
Got so many numbers in my phone
But I’d trade them all in for the one that you wrote down
I didn’t see you coming, like a cannon ball
You tear through my thoughts, I don’t sleep at all
Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on
I didn't catch your name it’s so absurd
No place for lipstick marks in this digital world
I’m paranoid you didn’t want me to know
But if you didn’t like me it didn’t show
Got so many numbers in my phone
But I’d trade them all in for the one that you wrote down
I didn’t see you coming, like a cannon ball
You tear through my thoughts, I don’t sleep at all
Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on
Now I see your tramp stamp
Baby must have hand cramp
Giving your digits out
To every boy scout that you see, including me
Recovering slowly from the hurt
You put your gears into reverse
To finish the job I’m dead as dillinger
I thought I would have suited ya
Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on
Baby you're a hit and run
Left for dead and sure I’m not the only one
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on
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Albert Man London, UK
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