Last Dinner Party (The)

Portrait Of A Dead Girl
When you laid like a wolf With your head on my lap I felt like one of those portraits Of women protected by a beast on a chain They look so safe A guard dog there just for her If only she know that with one wrong move He'll turn around and tear off her hands And I wish you had given me the courtesy Of ripping out my throat And I wish that I let you have the dignity Of letting me go I break apart without your arms The smell of soap and petrol smarts Let me feed you to my friends Over and over again Let my last words be our last dance I'd die for you no questions asked If anyone could kill me It probably would be you He's got letters on his fist Letras de cancionesR-I-D-E A triumph on his hips He looks like one of those film stars With a blow-up doll and a BB gun And I wish you had given me the courtesy Of staying one more night And I wish that I had the guts The dignity To put up a fight I break apart without your arms The smell of soap and petrol smarts Let me feed you to my friends Over and over again Let my last words be our last dance I'd die for you no questions asked If anyone could kill me It probably would be you Don't have the strength to pin me down The time I wasted in your mouth Waves that crash against your chest Over and over again I kissed your eyes And framed your teeth As you crawl back into the sea Oh, anyone could kill me And I'd never ever let it be you From Letras Mania