@ 128 CBR
1999.01.25 {Every You Every Me CD2} (3/3)

Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My heart's a tart, your body's rent
My body's broken, yours is bent

Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Sucker love, a box I choose
No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse
No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things [bad word] 
Too much [bad word] undone
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Sucker love is known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up for heavens sake
There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It's [bad word]  calling late
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Every me and every you,
Every me, me

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love I always find
Someone to [bad word] and leave behind

All alone in space and time
There's nothing here but what here's mine
Something borrowed, something blue

Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Every me and every you
Every me, me
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