THE CURSE
(Words by Jefferson Scott and Lydia Lunch)

YOU WONDERED ABOUT LOVE, IS THERE SOMETHING STRONGER?
WE'D KILL FOR THE SAME THINGS
YOU OWN IT NOW, IT'S MY HATE
ME
YOUR BEAUTY PUTS THIS CURSE ON ME,
AND IT'S CALLED LOVE, BUT IT'S NOT LOVE AT ALL
I KNOW NOW THAT I DON'T HAVE YOU FOR THAT LONG
YOU DON'T HAVE ME AT ALL
IT'S THE DISAPPOINTMENTS OF POSITIVE THINKING

ALL I REALLY WANTED WAS THE IMPOSSIBLE
NEVER IS NEVER ENOUGH
NOT ENOUGH IS JUST TOO MUCH TO ASK
WE'RE JUST A THIN LINE BETWEEN NOW AND NEVER
AND I MAY HAVE YOU FOR LESS THAN THAT
NOBODY STICKS AROUND FOR THAT LONG
NOT ME
BUT I LOOK AT IT DIFFERENTLY NOW,
AND I COULDN'T CARE LESS
TIME DIES WHEN YOU'RE HAVING NONE
I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND ANYMORE

YOUR FACE IS MORE PAIN THAN IT'S WORTH
GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY KNEE
NOTHING IS BETTER THAN HALF OF SOMETHING
TAKE YOUR FINGERS AWAY FROM ME
FOREVER ISN'T NEARLY LONG ENOUGH,
BUT UNTIL I DIE IS WAY TOO LONG
YOU'RE AN ANGEL IN THOUGHT,
I'M NOTHING AT ALL, NOTHING
BUT YOU'RE A DEMON AT HEART

I MUST HAVE KISSED YOU A HUNDRED TIMES,
BY THE HUNDREDTH TIME YOUR INTEREST WAS NO MORE
A MILLION YEARS AGO,
I COULD ALMOST REMEMBER THE TASTE OF YOU IN MY MOUTH, SLIDING
I COULDN'T SATISFY YOU EVEN IF I DIED
BUT I LOOK AT IT DIFFERENTLY NOW,
AND I COULDN'T CARE LESS
I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND ANYMORE,
WE WERE FUCKING IN THE GLOW OF SOME 50'S RERUN -
BUT WHEN I'M ALONE IT'S WORSE
LOOK, IN BLACK & WHITE - JUST YOU AND ME FOR NEVER

TEAR YOU APART
(Words by Jefferson Scott and Lydia Lunch)

ALL THE TIMES I TOLD YOU I LOVE YOU
I REALLY LOVED YOU
SOMETIMES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,
I JUST WANT TO TEAR YOU APART
YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER THAT FAILED ME AGAIN,
I WANTED MORE THAN LOVE
I WANTED SUFFOCATION
TIE ME TO YOUR LEASH
DRAG ME ALL OVER THE GROUND
I WANT TO GO WHEREVER YOU GO
LET ME BE YOUR PAIR OF SHOES
WALK ALL OVER ME,
NOW THAT'S WHAT LOVE IS
HOPELESSLY, HELPLESSLY
SOMETIMES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
I JUST WANT TO TEAR YOU APART
I JUST WANT TO BE YOUR EVERYTHING
THE MORE I WANT, THE LESS I GET
THE LESS I GET, THE MORE I WANT
THE MORE I WANT, THE LESS I GET
THE LESS I GET, THE MORE I WANT
YOU'RE MY EVERYTHING,
BUT EVEN WHEN I'M WITH YOU...
I'M SO LONELY BABY,
I'M SO LONELY BABY,
I'M SO LONELY, I COULD DIE

YOUR LOVE
(Words by Jefferson Scott and Lydia Lunch)

YOUR LOVE IS,
THE BEAUTY OF DEATH
YOUR LOVE IS,
A DOZEN DEAD ROSES
YOUR LOVE IS,
YOUR WEAKNESS
YOUR LOVE,
TAKES THE SHAPE OF
A PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR
YOU MAKE ME MAKE YOU

WHO'S TO SAY?
(Words by Jefferson Scott and Lydia Lunch)

SO, I'M SO UGLY
SO, I'M SO STUPID
SO, I'M SO USELESS
I'M THE MOST PATHETIC THING
YOU'VE LAID YOUR EYES ON
BUT WHAT IF YOU'RE WORSE?
WHAT DOES THAT MAKE YOU?
I'M THE MOST PATHETIC THING
YOU'VE LAID YOUR EYES ON
BUT WHAT IF YOU'RE WORSE?
WHAT'S THAT MAKE US?

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