Lyrics Music's Gone - Stacey Q

Music's Gone

Never should’ve loved
A boy like you
Never should’ve let you through
The temperature rising
On the telephone
I’m in the danger zone
Your criminal type is
Surgical eyes
Revealing the infection
Like a foreign spy
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Oh can you hear me
It’s the coldest place
In an empty room
Like the arctic nights
On Neptune
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Oh can you hear me
It’s the coldest place
In an empty room
Like the arctic nights
On Neptune
Your body was a weapon
That you aimed at me
You shot me down
Like a mercenary
Rescue me
Never should’ve loved a boy like you
Never should’ve let you through
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone
Can’t go on
Music’s gone