Darling you're bored of being good We don't gel when you get jealous And so I'm clearing out my room Sorting the rubbish from the relic Light up the letters that you wrote Burn every page
You said if I end up alone
I'll waste away
But I said no
And you got off on bending my will I'm just a star on your belt
Out of the light and in for the kill
(I took it slow
You took my heart like it was a pill And I've been blaming myself
Out of the light and in for the kill)
Darling when we get in the wars
I hold fire when you hold me tight Out of the cold into the warm Forget my struggles that you deny Your eyes glazed like cheap desert So sickly sweet
It's only when it starts to hurt
That you look at me
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Darling you're bored of being good We don't gel when you get jealous And so I'm clearing out my room Sorting the rubbish from the relic Light up the letters that you wrote Burn every page
You said if I end up alone
I'll waste away
But I said no
And you got off on bending my will I'm just a star on your belt
Out of the light and in for the kill
(I took it slow
You took my heart like it was a pill And I've been blaming myself
Out of the light and in for the kill)
Darling when we get in the wars
I hold fire when you hold me tight Out of the cold into the warm Forget my struggles that you deny Your eyes glazed like cheap desert So sickly sweet
It's only when it starts to hurt
That you look at me
You said if I end up alone
I'll waste away
But I said no
And you got off on bending my will I'm just a star on your belt
Out of the light and in for the kill
(I took it slow
You took my heart like it was a pill And I've been blaming myself
Out of the light and in for the kill)
Darling when we get in the wars
I hold fire when you hold me tight Out of the cold into the warm Forget my struggles that you deny Your eyes glazed like cheap desert So sickly sweet
It's only when it starts to hurt
That you look at me
Writer: Rowena Wise, Robert Muinos
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Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY