I want to be your lover
Wipe your lipstick across my mirror


Your skin across my skin
Your hand on my hips
My neck on your lips


To the backbone


Where the broken glass has been lying
Next to my heart
Where the broken glass has been lying

Next to my heart, to my conscience
Where the broken glass has been
Next to my heart, to my conscience, to my faith


Your flesh against mine
You fetch your teeth, i'll fetch mine


Up the staircase
Despair case


Take care, don't hurt yourself
Take care, don't hurt myself