Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If I Told You Once, artist -Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
If I Told You Once |
| If I told you once |
| I told you a thousand times my dear |
| Never to fall in love with a man |
| Who drinks from the well of despair |
| I thought from the very start |
| I’d made it quite clear I fear |
| Now you’re righteously fucked |
| As you swing from the rope |
| At the top of the stairs |
| If I told you once I told you twice |
| I was held in the grip of incurable vice |
| Lips turning blue like the shade of your eyes |
| Limbs shudder and twitch as you met your demise |
| You must’ve looked pretty as you stepped off the chair |
| Pink satin slippers how they danced in the air |
| Your dainty tongue swelled to an alarming degree |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Thinking of me |
| If I told you twice |
| I told you two thousand times my dear |
| Never to fall in love with a man |
| Who’s broken beyond all repair |
| I knew from the very start |
| You’d end up right here so queer |
| Now you’ve left me with naught |
| But a suicide note and a lock of your hair |
| If I’ve mentioned it once I’ve mentioned it twice |
| I was bound in the throes of unearthly device |
| Radiance bloomed as I lay you to rest |
| Shadows of moonbeam alight in your breast |
| Deep in the ground where the worms have their feast |
| At last you can taste an incurable peace |
| Now that you’re dead and you’re finally free |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Thinking of me |
| If I told you thrice |
| I told you three thousand times my dear |
| Never to fall in love with a man |
| Who’d draw you into his lair |
| I warned from the very start |
| The end would be rather severe |
| Now your screams fall like vaporous |
| Stones from your mouth into the night air |
| One time begat twice, that third time’s the charm |
| Disregarded all obvious signs of alarm |
| Skin milky white as you lie in repose |
| Tattered dress stained from the blood I suppose |
| So hollow and vacant, devoid of all light |
| Your epitaph written on our wedding night |
| As your muscles were twitching in their final plea |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Hope you were thinking of me |
| Thinking of me |
| Thinking of me |
| Thinking of me |
| Always thinking of me |
| Just me |