[Chorus 1: Dave Gahan]
I’ve felt better
I’ve been up all night
I can feel it coming
The morning light
The air is so cold here
It’s so hard to breathe
We better take cover
Will you cover …
[Chorus 1: Dave Gahan]
I’m the ghost in your house
Calling your name
My memory lingers
You’ll never be the same
I’m the hole in your heart
I’m the stain in your bed
The phantom in your …
[Verse 1: Dave Gahan]
This is an insight
Into my life
This is a strange flight
I’m taking
My true will
Carries me along
[Verse 2: Dave Gahan & Martin L. Gore]
This is a soul dance
Embracing me
This …
[Verse 1]
You have poison in your heart
Yeah I’m sure of it
I knew right from the start
From the moment we met
You know we have to break up
You’ll always be alone
[Chorus]
You know …
[Verse 1]
Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God, what have we done to you?
We always tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through
[Chorus]
Things get damaged, …
[Chorus]
Sorry in advance, I don’t give a fuck about love, I want bands
She won’t get a dollar off the boy, no chance
You gon’ lose it all for the bitch, I can’t
She was at the telly throwin’ it back, no hands
Throw it up, let it fall, I call that the money dance
Goddamn, too much cash, we ran out of rubber bands
Throw it up, run it up, I know I’m gon’ make it back
They think I’m young and I’m dumb so they tryna put it past
[Verse]
Oh, she wildin’
Twenty-one, she say she straight out of college
Best friend already hit it, she got mileage
Ooh, I can feel it in the air, Phil Collins
Dollars, all she want, I can’t blame her
But shawty a thot and I just can’t save her
I don’t do no favors, talk to you later
I don’t wanna tell you again
[Chorus]
Sorry in advancе, I don’t give a fuck about love, I want bands
She won’t gеt a dollar off the boy, no chance
You gon’ lose it all for the bitch, I can’t
She was at the telly throwin’ it back, no hands
Throw it up, let it fall, I call that the money dance
Goddamn, too much cash, we ran out of rubber bands
Throw it up, run it up, I know I’m gon’ make it back
They think I’m young and I’m dumb so they tryna put it past
[Open Verse]
[Chorus]
Sorry in advance, I don’t give a fuck about love, I want bands
She won’t get a dollar off the boy, no chance
You gon’ lose it all for the bitch, I can’t
She was at the telly throwin’ it back, no hands
Throw it up, let it fall, I call that the money dance
Goddamn, too much cash, we ran out of rubber bands
Throw it up, run it up, I know I’m gon’ make it back
They think I’m young and I’m dumb so they tryna put it past
[Open Verse]
[Chorus]
Sorry in advance, I don’t give a fuck about love, I want bands
She won’t get a dollar off the boy, no chance
You gon’ lose it all for the bitch, I can’t
She was at the telly throwin’ it back, no hands
Throw it up, let it fall, I call that the money dance
Goddamn, too much cash, we ran out of rubber bands
Throw it up, run it up, I know I’m gon’ make it back
They think I’m young and I’m dumb so they tryna put it past
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