Dicks Slow Song — текст песни (Tindersticks)

Dont bring that stuff to bed

Ive gotta fall with a clear head

Dont tell me of those mirrors

Ill show you what you want to see

Pay no mind to those voices

Ill show you what you want to hear



Of course, it doesnt matter what you see

Youre beautiful to me

It doesnt matter what they say

I want you anyway



So we live in the city come over here

No, leave on the light

Beautiful things get run down

Theres no more to say to let you know its alright

Theres a fine door that you open

Theres no door

Theres no option

You knew this from the start

You made a fist around your heart

I dont need to know

But she must want to show me

Its just for yourself

I cant forgive you anything

It doesnt matter what you see

Youre beautiful to me

It doesnt matter what they say

I want you anyway



Dont bring that stuff to bed Ill touch you here

Gotta fall with a clear head does it make you cry?

Dont bring that stuff to bed dont hide those tears

Gotta fall with a clear head you know theyre alright