[bad word] tell me your story to unload your glorious grief

Where you are the valet of honour and i am the thief

And don't ever mention the stains that you left on my track

How from a beautiful girl I became [bad word] and wrecked

It was all in your back

All in your back



So I spin in the dance of your absence and put on a show

But why do I smile baby, you of all people should know

The one that you loved

Died a long time ago



You can't do me wrong with charity until

You'll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will

But with your voice and melodies you kill, you kill

Your version of glory is dark and it's covered with sin

And I wanna dive in an ocean of pink tourmaline

I've seen the pure souls they exist and they fly

I think I could live with it, I know I can now



You can't do me wrong with charity until

You'll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will

But with your voices and melodies you kill, you kill



It's funny how now that I'm not in the palm of your hand

You're [bad word] blindly to save me again and again

But i don't need a friend

No, I don't need a friend



You can't do me wrong with charity until

You'll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will

But with your voice and melodies you kill, you kill