Stained Love (Meet My Cancer)
It's near midnight when you knock on my door
With stained love drawing off from your veins
Anyone could blame but the song remains
The same, the same
And so we used to say
When we used to sway
(Come home) Pleased to meet my cancer
(Be blind, be kind) sail me to my other
Half
(Come home) You brought me to myself
When you broke into my life
And so we used to say (come home)
When we used to sway
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart open
You dig it, you dig it
It's ok to dig it
So whimsical and yet so neat
(Am I just a fad to you?)
A little cynical sweet kinky sweet (you dig it, you dig it)
(Am I just a fad to you?)
Crooked eyes in disguise, falling stars Boulevard
Riddance purse, lisping eyelid winking at
Wrote off the bat on a note, hid all flats from the part
I'll be damned If I'll hang around
And so we used to say (you dig it, you dig it)
When we used to sway
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart (come on)
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart (come on)
Open
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad? (Come on)
Am I just a fad? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you?
With stained love drawing off from your veins
Anyone could blame but the song remains
The same, the same
And so we used to say
When we used to sway
(Come home) Pleased to meet my cancer
(Be blind, be kind) sail me to my other
Half
(Come home) You brought me to myself
When you broke into my life
And so we used to say (come home)
When we used to sway
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart open
You dig it, you dig it
It's ok to dig it
So whimsical and yet so neat
(Am I just a fad to you?)
A little cynical sweet kinky sweet (you dig it, you dig it)
(Am I just a fad to you?)
Crooked eyes in disguise, falling stars Boulevard
Riddance purse, lisping eyelid winking at
Wrote off the bat on a note, hid all flats from the part
I'll be damned If I'll hang around
And so we used to say (you dig it, you dig it)
When we used to sway
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart (come on)
You shook my blood
You're the master piece and my eyes are shrinking (come on)
Behind a smile, sharp like a knife, jabbed into myself
You ripped my heart (come on)
Open
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you? (Come on)
Am I just a fad? (Come on)
Am I just a fad? (Come on)
Am I just a fad to you?
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