Turn me over, turn me over again. Turn me over, turn me over again. Turn me over, turn me over again. . Hey boy! Don't you know that you're the only one for me (oh baby).
You scare me sometimes. Cause you take my breath away. Our love is measured. By the foolish games we play. Don't talk of romance. When there's blood upon your hands.
Boy I know your secrets. Though you brag and swagger. And you lay women down. You're the same tough guy. That cried in my arms. And kissed me when the lights went down.
Black woman on the street with attitude. Spits through her teeth and stares at you. White boy with the living blues. Spreads his hatred on a crowded tube.
How does it feel, what do you do. When he's all alone with you. Do you kiss him, hold his hand. Who's the woman who's the man. . Is it twisted it is sick.
Sorry about your life. Sorry about your face. I didn't break your heart. Or tamper with your brakes. You were headed for a spin. So you tried to drag me in.
Mother clutches the head of her dying son. Anger and tears, so many things to feel. Sensitive boy, good with his hands. Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands.
Stone by the river, got no wind in my sail. No revolutions in my soul. Hey, revelation's just a moment away. Soon I'm gonna be old, soon you're gonna be old.
Mother hold your breath. 'Cause I will never be. Any of the things. That you have planned for me. . Mother hold your tears. 'Cause I am happy now. My free and independent spirit.
Beautiful child in razor heels. Sashays into the room. All the boys, they catch their breath. And the mirrors swoon. Now she's running down the hall. Head scarf and a Hollywood smile.
Evil is so civilised. . Far out across the rooftops. Where the televisions sleep. Behind the perfect picture. Lie fanfitical beliefs. White sheets and burning crosses.
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White lines on a dirty mirror. My reflection haunting me. Dead eyes and desperation. And my hyprocrisy. . You think you're so immune. Go dry your mother's tears.
Even God can't change the past. No matter how many tears I've cried. Yes, I thought this love would last. Who am I to question why?. Who an I?. . Darling when I'm hurt.