I know you spent some time from the town to the city looking for a life to start
And When you were 15, I know what you said;
"I'll never let another black boy break my heart"

You waited a decade for me [bad word] find you, There's never been a chance so rare.
I was just on my out on a prosethic love, never been someone so real.

This was love
and I was such a tyrant destroyer
as you sat sinking in my head
Love
and I was such a tyrant destroyer
as you sat sinking in my head

as if it wasn't enough just to hear you speak they had to give you lips like that
Like all of your sadness reduced to a colour, then painted upon you, how could i forget you?
and who was i to think that on a saturday night, that you were really like home alone?

and the way that i left you just hanging on sundays every fair skinned boy would take you home

This was Love and I was such a tyrant destroyed
as you sat sinking in my head
Love
and I was such a tyrant destroyer
as you sat sinking in my head
Love
and I was such a tyrant destroyer
as you sat sinking in my head
Love
and I was such a tyrant destroyer
as you sat sinking in my head