Love Is a Momentary Lapse In Self-Loathing
Why don't we go round one more time
Why don't I show you again
Why don't we take this right back to the start
I have a situation
Been going on for years
I can't seem to make peace with myself
I can't seem to make peace with myself
I can't seem to make peace with myself
Since you broke my heart
Broke my heart
Broke my heart
Broke my heart
The voices in my head shut them up I canny get out
And hear what they're saying
The voices in my head here they come I canny drown out
And here's what they're saying
You are the worst worst piece of shit that ever has lived
I didn't know what love was, but now I know
Niggling doubts are friendly modes of clarity and awe
What about those characters I have to play
Strip them away
Strip them away
Strip them away
Strip them away
Fuck off with your happiness
Fuck off with your happiness
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
(That's what it is, that's what it is)
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
(That's what it is, that's what it is)
Oh my slightly heavy eyelids
Lightning bolt from ground to sky
I sneak in a punch to the back of my sensor
I hear you tip-toe heavily by
And I try to imagine these weights removed
And shoot right off to the moon
It's during decades like these I wonder
If I'm not the cause off all gravity
I think I have a greater respect
For people who hate me
Even more for those who don't feel the need
To even get to know me
My love would appear to've been butchered
And sat laying rotten in the sun
Not much I can do about about that
But hide in a song
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
Why don't I show you again
Why don't we take this right back to the start
I have a situation
Been going on for years
I can't seem to make peace with myself
I can't seem to make peace with myself
I can't seem to make peace with myself
Since you broke my heart
Broke my heart
Broke my heart
Broke my heart
The voices in my head shut them up I canny get out
And hear what they're saying
The voices in my head here they come I canny drown out
And here's what they're saying
You are the worst worst piece of shit that ever has lived
I didn't know what love was, but now I know
Niggling doubts are friendly modes of clarity and awe
What about those characters I have to play
Strip them away
Strip them away
Strip them away
Strip them away
Fuck off with your happiness
Fuck off with your happiness
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
(That's what it is, that's what it is)
Love is a momentary lapse in self-loathing
(That's what it is, that's what it is)
Oh my slightly heavy eyelids
Lightning bolt from ground to sky
I sneak in a punch to the back of my sensor
I hear you tip-toe heavily by
And I try to imagine these weights removed
And shoot right off to the moon
It's during decades like these I wonder
If I'm not the cause off all gravity
I think I have a greater respect
For people who hate me
Even more for those who don't feel the need
To even get to know me
My love would appear to've been butchered
And sat laying rotten in the sun
Not much I can do about about that
But hide in a song
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need sensor
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
I think I need
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Bruce Middleton
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