Baixar Mais Tocadas: The Cure

You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion / Dress to inflame, but douse any ideas of passion / You carry your love in a trinket, hanging round your throat / Always inviting, always exciting, but I must not take off my coat

Oh, I miss the kiss of treachery / The shameless kiss of vanity / The soft and the black and the velvety / Up tight against the side of me

I’m always wanting moreanything I haven’t goteverythingI want it allI just can’t stopplanning all my days awaybut never finding ways to stayor ever feel enough todaytomorrow must be moredrink more dreams more bed more drugsmore lust more lies more head more lovemore fear more fun more pain more fleshmore stars more smiles more fame more sexbut however hard I wantI know deep down insideI’ll never really get more hopeor any more timeany more timeany more timeany more timeI want the sky to fall inI want lightning and thunderI want blood instead of rainI want the world to make me wonderI want to walk on watertake a trip to the moongive me all this and give me it soonmore drink more dreams more drugsmore lust more lies more lovebut however hard I wantI know deep down insideI’ll never really get more hopeor any more timeany more timeany more timeany more time

I think it’s dark and it looks like rain, you said / And the wind is blowing like it’s the end of the world, you said / And it’s so cold, it’s like the cold if you were dead / And then you smiled for a second