Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Over And Over Again, artist - Switch. Album song This Is My Dream, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.1979
Record label: A Motown Records Release;
Song language: English
Love Over And Over Again |
I’m sittin' at a coffee table, unable to see straight |
Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate |
Behind the rain-streaked windowpane, the scene’s bleak |
Another train leavin' home |
Conceding defeat with a low moan |
Hangin' in A sky, made of stone |
Everybody’s leavin' home, I called my man Jerome |
To come meet me in the twilight zone |
Leave your mobile phone at home and come alone |
I bought him coffee and a snack |
Settled back, started speakin' |
He was tweakin' with the peak of his cap |
While I’m seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober |
Not cover my mistakes |
Try to maybe make sense of the evidence |
It’s over, she’s gone for good |
Why should I lie, singin' a killer’s lullaby |
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye |
The last thing you hear before your life disappear |
Now it just gets worse, like my stomach 'll burst |
Feel like I’ve been cursed |
With seven centuries of bitter memories |
And inadequacies, previous he’s and she’s |
I’m movin' round this old house for the last time |
Scene of my past crimes, been here for lifetimes |
Hearin' the chimes of the old clock that used to mock |
You got eternity for takin' stock |
This place is like a padlock |
You look shocked |
Trust me, nothing ever moves but the dust |
There’s just us and I’m here to torment and tease |
And that’s how it was for centuries |
Me and my memories, till you brought the keys |
Took the couple of Saturdays |
I moved in runnin' from tragedies and boozing |
Seven hundred years since I came here |
You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare |
I couldn’t get near |
And the sheer frustration was more than I could bear |
I was really cursed, thought I’d been through the worst part |
That was just the first part, just the start |
Every night I’d be sittin' with dread pickin' my heart |
In case the man she’d been chasin' gets to first base |
An' I just can’t escape, I’m in bad shape |
You making love to someone else is more than I can take |
And so I make all the movement I can to no avail |
Scream and yell, sinkin' deeper into my personal hell |
I’m getting heated, I’m sorry, have another coffee |
I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece of this pressure |
Unless an escape route is found |
I’m going down underground |
Into lifetimes of pain, it’s absurd |
The heaviest chain is contained is the sound of one word |
So I’m referred back to hell, huh |
Just as well, I hate needles an' get twinges at the thought |
Of syringes |
J, I’m going insane with shame |
I dream and watch her makin' love over and over again |
With what I call a farmer’s swain |
Unintelligent, pea-brained retard who’s dick is always hard |
Oh God, of course I’m jealous, fellows |
Oversexed flexing his pec’s |
Jesus, what’s he going make her do next? |
I’m mad vex, the way she gently scratches his chest |
You used to do that to me back in 1253 |
Pity me, while you lie with your lover |
I stare and suffer in despair while you ruffle his hair |
Unaware of who else is there |
I move quick, I want to try my trick one last time |
You know it’s possible to vaguely define my outline |
When dust move in the sunshine |
So I’m tryin' to change, vibrate myself to near-human pitch |
Which reminds me how I used to come unstitched |
And switch 'round the house in a blind rage |
It took years and an ocean of tears to find the key to this |
Cage |
And write another stage into a new age |
It’s difficult to gauge |
But I know that I’ll see you again, on that you may depend |
I just don’t know how or when |
Sleep on, my lost love on gone |
Jerome took me home under steel skies |
Knowing I’m prone to dramatize but unknown for telling lies |
And what I verbalize he can see behind my eyes |
The why oh why’s that identify killer lullabies |
And he surmised |
No surprise couldn’t hear that |
Closed my eyes as he steered that old black BM home again |
Not knowing how and not knowing when |