Your Love's Like Glue Lyrics
| Song | Your Love's Like Glue |
| Artist | Herbert Grönemeyer |
| Album | Luxus (English Version) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Love's not what I'd call it | |
| Whatever we're coming to: | |
| We're going round in circles | |
| It's pointless now, to tell the truth | |
| You're always (so) understanding | |
| Of everyone you think the best | |
| Since you say I'm nearly perfect | |
| Even my rage is meaningless. | |
| Now your friendliness drives me crazy | |
| My nerves are on edge with you | |
| Sapping the strength from my spirit – you're just too good, too good to be true. | |
| At first I was captivated | |
| By your warmth and kindliness | |
| Now I know you're just a coward | |
| You won't face an argument | |
| Always slipping through my fingers | |
| Never even take a side | |
| Agree with all my opinions | |
| Even when you know they're lies. | |
| Like some flabby punchbag | |
| You absorb my every blow | |
| I kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more "I know". | |
| Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane | |
| Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far | |
| You're just too pure for me to endure. | |
| My jaws are clamped together | |
| I'll grind my teeth to points for sure | |
| I know you want the best of me | |
| But I'm not giving any more | |
| You dog my heels and track me | |
| You're always on my tail | |
| Like chinese water torture | |
| Good nature must prevail. | |
| No point in trying any harder | |
| I've seen right through your 'love'... | |
| It only gives me goose-bumps | |
| To feel the touch of your soft kid gloves. | |
| Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane | |
| Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far | |
| You're just too pure for me to endure. | |
| No point now in coming from your corner | |
| Talking's useless as my mouth goes slack | |
| And you've coated me in honeyed | |
| Words of flattery | |
| But this time I really mean it | |
| I'm at my wits' end with your act... | |
| Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane | |
| Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far | |
| You're just too pure for me to endure. |
| Love' s not what I' d call it | |
| Whatever we' re coming to: | |
| We' re going round in circles | |
| It' s pointless now, to tell the truth | |
| You' re always so understanding | |
| Of everyone you think the best | |
| Since you say I' m nearly perfect | |
| Even my rage is meaningless. | |
| Now your friendliness drives me crazy | |
| My nerves are on edge with you | |
| Sapping the strength from my spirit you' re just too good, too good to be true. | |
| At first I was captivated | |
| By your warmth and kindliness | |
| Now I know you' re just a coward | |
| You won' t face an argument | |
| Always slipping through my fingers | |
| Never even take a side | |
| Agree with all my opinions | |
| Even when you know they' re lies. | |
| Like some flabby punchbag | |
| You absorb my every blow | |
| I kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more " I know". | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. | |
| My jaws are clamped together | |
| I' ll grind my teeth to points for sure | |
| I know you want the best of me | |
| But I' m not giving any more | |
| You dog my heels and track me | |
| You' re always on my tail | |
| Like chinese water torture | |
| Good nature must prevail. | |
| No point in trying any harder | |
| I' ve seen right through your ' love'... | |
| It only gives me goosebumps | |
| To feel the touch of your soft kid gloves. | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. | |
| No point now in coming from your corner | |
| Talking' s useless as my mouth goes slack | |
| And you' ve coated me in honeyed | |
| Words of flattery | |
| But this time I really mean it | |
| I' m at my wits' end with your act... | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. |
| Love' s not what I' d call it | |
| Whatever we' re coming to: | |
| We' re going round in circles | |
| It' s pointless now, to tell the truth | |
| You' re always so understanding | |
| Of everyone you think the best | |
| Since you say I' m nearly perfect | |
| Even my rage is meaningless. | |
| Now your friendliness drives me crazy | |
| My nerves are on edge with you | |
| Sapping the strength from my spirit you' re just too good, too good to be true. | |
| At first I was captivated | |
| By your warmth and kindliness | |
| Now I know you' re just a coward | |
| You won' t face an argument | |
| Always slipping through my fingers | |
| Never even take a side | |
| Agree with all my opinions | |
| Even when you know they' re lies. | |
| Like some flabby punchbag | |
| You absorb my every blow | |
| I kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more " I know". | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. | |
| My jaws are clamped together | |
| I' ll grind my teeth to points for sure | |
| I know you want the best of me | |
| But I' m not giving any more | |
| You dog my heels and track me | |
| You' re always on my tail | |
| Like chinese water torture | |
| Good nature must prevail. | |
| No point in trying any harder | |
| I' ve seen right through your ' love'... | |
| It only gives me goosebumps | |
| To feel the touch of your soft kid gloves. | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. | |
| No point now in coming from your corner | |
| Talking' s useless as my mouth goes slack | |
| And you' ve coated me in honeyed | |
| Words of flattery | |
| But this time I really mean it | |
| I' m at my wits' end with your act... | |
| Your love' s like glue, you' re driving me insane | |
| Cottonwool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain | |
| Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are | |
| Sugar in my fuel tank so I can' t go too far | |
| You' re just too pure for me to endure. |
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