Strange Love
Everybody wants to knowIf we fucked on the bathroom sinkHow your hands felt in my hairIf we were high on amphetamines
And everybody wants to hearHow we chainsmoked until threeAnd how you laughed when you said my nameAnd how you gripped my hips so mean
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything
Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your namePut it deep beneath the track, like the hole you left in meAnd everybody wants to know 'bout how it felt to hear you screamThey know you walk like you're a god, they can't believe I made you weak
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything
These days I can't seem to get along with anyoneGet by with anyoneThese days I can't seem to make this rightWell, is this fine? Will it be alright?
They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything
That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secretThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything