They Thought They Love Barenboim - Lucy Cheung

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Tied down against the tracks Screaming in silent black and white Why'd you trust us we are such villains We would tell ourselves anything We want to hear if we are willing To listen is to learn Then too much is what we deserve And how come when we say that we do We don't Pray to anybody you want We won't Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But if we're the ones to blame then the fruit Shouldn't taste so good we were used Used to thinking we got nothing to lose We're losing everything but the truth Is walking straight into a roadblock ending left here bending Your point of view was chosen by the serpent's ruse With all its do's and don'ts The future is an empty promise Unconcerned and so tired of waiting We could sell it wooden horses Full of nightmares and when they open This all might recompose There's no going back to the good old days It's just a phase bring in some new life Archaism is a dusty road leading us back to nowhere But if we're the ones to blame then the fruit Shouldn't taste so good we were used Used to thinking we got nothing to lose We're losing everything but the truth Is walking straight into a roadblock ending left here bending Your point of view was chosen by the serpent's ruse How come when we say we do We don't How come when we say we will We won't

Hello? (Hello) How are you? (Yeah) Can you talk for a minute? (Yes) Ehm, I don't really know where to begin, but... You know, I came home last night to talk to my husband And I told him about us, and, ehm, talked for a long time And, I guess long story short, we're gonna try to work things out You and I can't talk anymore Guilty love They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love (woah) They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love (woah) They kills us off the guilty love Guilty love (ooh) They kills us off the guilty love Woah, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah