Girl, why don't you kill me?
swirl has started to pull me

I can't feel
I can't see
I don't need
What you pretend

Love me here
Hand in hand
Don't let me down
Alone again

Girl, why don't you need me?
swirl [bad word] to make me down

I can't feel
But I don't care
'Cos I don't need
What you pretend

Love me here
Hand in hand
I would go nowhere 'cos

Eastern Sugar - in my Western shoes
The problem's so Central: don't refuse (me)

Eastern Sugar in my Western shoes
Eastern Sugar in my little blue shuede shoes'
Keeping me from going to you
To say that you're in my western shoes
You are my Eastern Sugar