Lyrics

I brought your face down on my head It was something I rehearsed in a dream You're too good looking for your own damn good And you don't know what it could mean You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime It even hurts when I scream You've got me drowning and still in the meantime You don't know what it could mean Because in my drunken stupor I've got to admire your ingenuity And I nod my head, oh so wisely To the rhythm of your cruelty You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime It even hurts when I scream You've got me drowning and still in the meantime You don't know what it could mean Because you want to have your price And something you could hold your faith up to I don't know how to tell you this But you've got it coming all the way to you You don't even know what it could mean You don't even know what it could mean I don't know what it could mean We don't even know what it could mean
Writer(s): Norman Fisher Jones, Howard Devoto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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