Lirik Lagu I Was a Lover - TV on the Radio
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I was a lover, before this warheld up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded doornow that I've cleaned up, gone legitI can see clearly: round holeround whole, square peg don't fit
I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clownsmy clone wears a brown shirt, and I seduce him when there's no one aroundmano y mano, on a bed of nailsbring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sailsAnd we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in townjust a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the groundI once joined a priest class, plastic, inertin a slowdance with commercelike a lens up a skirt
And we liked to partyand we kept it liveand we had a three volume tome of contemporary slangto keep a handle on all this jive
Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the timehow many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?and it's been a while since we went wild and that's all finebut we're sleepwalking through this trialand it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crimeit's really criminal
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nodrunning on empty, bourbon and godit's been a while since we knew the wayand it's been even longer since our plastic priest classhad a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war
I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clownsmy clone wears a brown shirt, and I seduce him when there's no one aroundmano y mano, on a bed of nailsbring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sailsAnd we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in townjust a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the groundI once joined a priest class, plastic, inertin a slowdance with commercelike a lens up a skirt
And we liked to partyand we kept it liveand we had a three volume tome of contemporary slangto keep a handle on all this jive
Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the timehow many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?and it's been a while since we went wild and that's all finebut we're sleepwalking through this trialand it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crimeit's really criminal
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nodrunning on empty, bourbon and godit's been a while since we knew the wayand it's been even longer since our plastic priest classhad a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war
