For the Girl
Well she said I know, but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No one can hear a word or tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, I can't love you any more than this
Ah, she said, she said, no, no, no, no
Oh then again, yes, why don't you kill me
I said when I'm messed up like this
Sweetheart you know that don't thrill me
Said I would've been there for you if you'd just been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday half dead, scared just trying to please her
She was getting me pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived under of her window
She said, take me to London
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, I can't love you any more than this
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
La, la, la, la, and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said I don't like you, you can't stand me
I can't love you anymore than this
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing
No one can hear a word or tell
What the girl was singing
See, she must've been 16 or 18
I'm just past caring
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, I can't love you any more than this
Ah, she said, she said, no, no, no, no
Oh then again, yes, why don't you kill me
I said when I'm messed up like this
Sweetheart you know that don't thrill me
Said I would've been there for you if you'd just been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday half dead, scared just trying to please her
She was getting me pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived under of her window
She said, take me to London
Tell me something I don't know
And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said, I can't love you any more than this
She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
La, la, la, la, and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss
And she said I don't like you, you can't stand me
I can't love you anymore than this
Credits
Writer(s): John Lawler
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