your love Don't follow your heart It can turn around on you And there's nothing you can do Nothing you can do Nothing you can do Love's so cruel Love's so cruel
The first thing I remember Was the friction in the room And that brown spinet piano That never played in tune The cruel impatient tyrant The frustrated
telling everyone Thought the kettle was a train Thought that Monday was a door frame I tried so hard to finally settle down Heard the fire pop and snap like a tack piano
't cruel" And she wrapped her babe in a petticoat Grabbed a bottle and made a toast Here's to my gorgeous bastard, Ruby Jewel And the man at the piano
teeth? She said, look at the piano. They?re dangling from every single chord. Alice, where's your lips? Look in the empires roaring; the tyrants getting so
loved you (never) That we could be so good together Hanging out on the street together Selling our meat together Sleaze hey! I love you Sleaze (the tinkle of the piano
down piano His fingers thick and red, shaking on the keys Battered by the years of alcohol and working Still playing with the faith that never leaves So
a fool, Treat me mean and cruel, But love me. Wring my faithful heart, Tear it all apart, please love me. If you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely
telling anyone. Thought the kettle was a train. Thought that Monday was a doorframe. Tried so hard to finally settle down. Heard the fire pop and snap. Like a tack piano
go telling everyone Thought the kettle was a train Thought that Monday was a doorframe I tried so hard to finally settle down Heard the fire pop and snap Like a tack piano
in things so many paid their ways so many phean to stay I really rhyme cuz I feel I should say things By the fortualte act rap just so they cop rings
The first thing I remember was the friction in the room And that brown spinet piano that never played in tune The cruel impatient tyrant, the frustrated
Translation: Shortly. Love's So Cruel.
things so many paid their ways so many phean to stay I really rhyme cuz I feel I should say things By the fortualte act rap just so they cop rings Or
?" she said, "look at the piano. they're dangling from every single chord." "Alice, where's your lips?" "look in the empires roaring; the tyrants getting so
so hard to finally settle down Heard the fire pop and snap Like a tack piano rag I never could get used to happy sounds But I hope the world's exposed A cruel
