Amorous
You move like violence in an empty room
You're rubbing salt on an open wound
But we'll never know what you're going through
You're a dying breed trying to plant your seed
You've got more friends that you'll ever need
But you cut yourself just to feel
Just to bleed
Uuuu-uu
Uuuu-uu
Uuuu-uu
Uu-uu-uu-uu
Now you're hypnotised by the city lights
You miss the drinking on those summer nights
You try to drink in the rain
But it don't feel the same
Now there's no love lost when you think it's gone
It's just a psychological phenomenon
Your conscience plays your heart until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
But you mistake
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for looove
(For loooove)
For loooove
(For loooove)
For love
(For love)
For love
(For love)
For loooo-ooo-ooove
(For loooo-ooo-ooove)
For love
(For love)
For love
(For looooove)
You move like violence in an empty room
You're rubbing salt on an open wound
But we'll never know what you're going through
You're rubbing salt on an open wound
But we'll never know what you're going through
You're a dying breed trying to plant your seed
You've got more friends that you'll ever need
But you cut yourself just to feel
Just to bleed
Uuuu-uu
Uuuu-uu
Uuuu-uu
Uu-uu-uu-uu
Now you're hypnotised by the city lights
You miss the drinking on those summer nights
You try to drink in the rain
But it don't feel the same
Now there's no love lost when you think it's gone
It's just a psychological phenomenon
Your conscience plays your heart until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
Until you fall apart
But you mistake
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for love
You mistake heartache for looove
(For loooove)
For loooove
(For loooove)
For love
(For love)
For love
(For love)
For loooo-ooo-ooove
(For loooo-ooo-ooove)
For love
(For love)
For love
(For looooove)
You move like violence in an empty room
You're rubbing salt on an open wound
But we'll never know what you're going through
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Sharp
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