Текст: Afghan Whigs. Black Love. Blame, Etc..

My lust it ties me up
In chains
My skin catches fire at the
Mention of your name
No matter what i tried 2 do
I could not lose it

Now i know my heart
Is being used
But what i'm not allowed to have
I never could refuse
No matter what i tried 2 do
I stood accused

I reply, that i don't believe
I'm ever gonna die, i don't
Do u?

Blame, deny, betray, divide
A lie, the truth

Which one shall i use?
Whatcha gonna do?
I know
Whatcha gonna do?
I know, i know, i know

Your sanctimony
Is showing my dear
The acrimony
Hangs in the air
Beware of who u trust
In this world
Beware the lies about
2 unfurl

I reply, that i don't believe
I'm ever gonna die, i don't
Do u?
U were blind
But u are not alone in this
As i, was once
Like u
Blame, etc.