| We lie on the bed wild life comes apart
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| Terrified angels we hide in the dark
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| Trembling, our hands are adrift in the sheets
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| Oh, look at you, dear. |
| Look at me
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| Don’t you want me?
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| Don’t you want me to stay?
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| Don’t you need me?
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| Don’t you need me this way?
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| Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la…
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| Passion we struggle the lie underneath
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| You show me you dear I’ll show you me
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| Swallow my love its hope that you taste
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| Swallow my heart devour this place
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| Oh yeah, yeah
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| Don’t you want me?
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| Don’t you want me to stay?
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| Don’t you need me?
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| Don’t you need me this way?
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| Don’t you love me?
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| Don’t you love me today?
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| Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la…
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| Aging old lovers our looks come apart
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| Our bodies our passions
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| Are now what they are
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| Oh yeah, yeah
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| Stumbling our hands they no longer caress
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| Ending our lives where at once we impressed
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| Oh yeah, yeah
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| Don’t you want me?
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| Don’t you want me to stay?
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| Don’t you need me?
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| Don’t you need me this way?
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| Don’t you love me?
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| Don’t you want me today?
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| Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la… |