Текст песни
Cause i haven t got the strength to say goodbye, it rots away Bitches, only you and i know what goes on behind closed doors
and now i can do things to you i never could before
Your body oh, it rots away
I live in mortal fear, you will never know the joys and pain of growing old Scary, and i will never find a more faithful geezer
And in a state of deep decay, we never seem to argue like we used to do before Bitches, i know that i should bury you
cause i haven t got the strength to say goodbye
i know i can rely on you to stay out of the way
I just want to hold you, put your hands upon my flesh, can t bear to let you go
When people call to see you, and now i can do things to you i never could before
and now i can do things to you i never could before
Your body oh, a much more faithful lover than you were before you died
I know that i should bury you, i say you ve gone away
It rots away, i could never do you ill Bitches, can t bear to let you go
your flesh it rots away
and i will never find a more faithful geezer
only you and i know what goes on behind closed doors
If i bring home other lovers, i know that i should bury you
And now i can do things to you i never could before, only you and i know what goes on behind closed doors
When people call to see you, believe me love
Your fingers so cold, cause i haven t got the strength to say goodbye
you will never know the joys and pain of growing old
I handle you so gently, and i will never find a more faithful geezer
Your fingers so cold, and i will never find a more faithful geezer
Your fingers so cold, can t bear to let you go, cause i haven t got the strength to say goodbye
I know that i should bury you, if i bring home other lovers, i handle you so gently
Your fingers so cold, i just want to hold you
i must not increase the loss
only you and i know what goes on behind closed doors
and now i can do things to you i never could before
You will never know the joys and pain of growing old, only you and i know that with me you ll always stay
i must not increase the loss
believe me love
Cause i haven t got the strength to say goodbye, only you and i know that with me you ll always stay
I know that i should bury you, we never seem to argue like we used to do before, i live in mortal fear
i handle you so gently
Your flesh it rots away, it rots away Bitches, that the best bits might fall off
That the best bits might fall off, if i bring home other lovers
Lying in our bed, if i bring home other lovers Scary, and in a state of deep decay
Put your hands upon my flesh, i know i can rely on you to stay out of the way Bitches, if i bring home other lovers
I know when i m out clubbing, that the best bits might fall off