You run, run, runaway. It's your heart that you betray. Feeding on your hungry eyes. I bet you're not so civilized. . Well isn't love primitive?. A wild gift that you wanna give.
You turn pandemonium. Into pantomime for one. Twenty years ago I used your soap. So what!. You've got a name for it. Yesterday goes on and on. Inbetween the devil and the deep blue sea.