True Love Tales Lyrics
| Song | True Love Tales |
| Artist | Anne Clark |
| Album | Joined Up Writing/The Sitting Room |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Clark, Harrow | |
| Love is all we need - you said | |
| As you held me in the confidence of your bed | |
| Tomorrow's not important - you said | |
| But tomorrow's turned into today instead! | |
| And I wake each morning feeling so ashamed | |
| Having fallen to emotions that we both named | |
| How shallow now all that rubbish seems | |
| Hearts once full are bleeding dreams | |
| Dreams that were reality | |
| Have now brought out the worst in me | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| I don't want a part in this | |
| The stinging touch, the poisoned kiss | |
| The alibis to keep us close | |
| The lies you spit when I need you most | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| A basic human need is such | |
| Being able to destroy with just one touch | |
| A stinking filthy trick I'd say | |
| One day the stalker, one day the prey | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| Love is just a heart disease | |
| And no cure can make this aching ease | |
| But I'll tranquilise myself from that | |
| Let fit emotions turn to fat | |
| Care and concern won't breed here | |
| I've had and seen them disappear | |
| Tear stained eyes will not be seen | |
| When to touch is nothing more then obscene | |
| To fuck it seems is the only word | |
| The ability to love seems so absurd | |
| Absurd because we know we lie | |
| Laughing at it all as someone cries | |
| One day I may find it quite amusing | |
| How touch and tongues make life so confusing | |
| Tomorrow's not important - it's dead | |
| As the sheets grow cold on your big bad bed | |
| Love's not important - it's dead | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not |
| zuo qu : Clark, Harrow | |
| Love is all we need you said | |
| As you held me in the confidence of your bed | |
| Tomorrow' s not important you said | |
| But tomorrow' s turned into today instead! | |
| And I wake each morning feeling so ashamed | |
| Having fallen to emotions that we both named | |
| How shallow now all that rubbish seems | |
| Hearts once full are bleeding dreams | |
| Dreams that were reality | |
| Have now brought out the worst in me | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| I don' t want a part in this | |
| The stinging touch, the poisoned kiss | |
| The alibis to keep us close | |
| The lies you spit when I need you most | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| A basic human need is such | |
| Being able to destroy with just one touch | |
| A stinking filthy trick I' d say | |
| One day the stalker, one day the prey | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| Love is just a heart disease | |
| And no cure can make this aching ease | |
| But I' ll tranquilise myself from that | |
| Let fit emotions turn to fat | |
| Care and concern won' t breed here | |
| I' ve had and seen them disappear | |
| Tear stained eyes will not be seen | |
| When to touch is nothing more then obscene | |
| To fuck it seems is the only word | |
| The ability to love seems so absurd | |
| Absurd because we know we lie | |
| Laughing at it all as someone cries | |
| One day I may find it quite amusing | |
| How touch and tongues make life so confusing | |
| Tomorrow' s not important it' s dead | |
| As the sheets grow cold on your big bad bed | |
| Love' s not important it' s dead | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not |
| zuò qǔ : Clark, Harrow | |
| Love is all we need you said | |
| As you held me in the confidence of your bed | |
| Tomorrow' s not important you said | |
| But tomorrow' s turned into today instead! | |
| And I wake each morning feeling so ashamed | |
| Having fallen to emotions that we both named | |
| How shallow now all that rubbish seems | |
| Hearts once full are bleeding dreams | |
| Dreams that were reality | |
| Have now brought out the worst in me | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| I don' t want a part in this | |
| The stinging touch, the poisoned kiss | |
| The alibis to keep us close | |
| The lies you spit when I need you most | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| A basic human need is such | |
| Being able to destroy with just one touch | |
| A stinking filthy trick I' d say | |
| One day the stalker, one day the prey | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not | |
| Love is just a heart disease | |
| And no cure can make this aching ease | |
| But I' ll tranquilise myself from that | |
| Let fit emotions turn to fat | |
| Care and concern won' t breed here | |
| I' ve had and seen them disappear | |
| Tear stained eyes will not be seen | |
| When to touch is nothing more then obscene | |
| To fuck it seems is the only word | |
| The ability to love seems so absurd | |
| Absurd because we know we lie | |
| Laughing at it all as someone cries | |
| One day I may find it quite amusing | |
| How touch and tongues make life so confusing | |
| Tomorrow' s not important it' s dead | |
| As the sheets grow cold on your big bad bed | |
| Love' s not important it' s dead | |
| Love is just a paradox | |
| He loves me, he loves me not |
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