Behind Closed DoorsBehind closed doors
No words can touch that which is shared
Behind closed doors
No one can know the moments known by two alone
And those who share a bed do so forever more
Live on forever
Behind closed doors
Drugs Saved My LifeI wish I’d met you earlier
Or maybe it’s better we met as adults
You taught me how to stop thinking so much
Thinking never got me anywhere
How I spun in circles before you came
The sober mind is a messy thing
Those who know I’m a solid candidate
Fatalist LoveI know your kind
The same as mine
You wear a smile
With frown combined
We see the end
Every second
What a waste
First Six Months of LoveYou must know that moment
When the miserable world cracks open
You finally meet someone
Suddenly the chapter’s written
Six months with nothing other
Than a duvet and a jug of water
It’s a chemical jackpot babe
Friday NightFriday Night
The camera spins around the room
Камера вращается вокруг комнате,
Passed all the faces that i've known
Уже захватила в кадр всех, кого я знала.
I see the smiles in black and white
Я вижу их улыбки в черно-белом цвете
Let's Get AlongUsed to foresee myself alone
c lovely older woman
With lovers come and go
No one to make me sick
Each day a new headache
With stale routines
cnd all the rest of it
Lovers Are StrangersEyes will drift to the sky in time
While arms keep holding tight
There's a party in full force
Still the guests
Can't help but watch the door
Expressing your uncertainties
Music Gets You GirlsMusic gets you girls
It's true
I can assure
I may not look like much
On the street
But once they hear me sing
Mission complete
My Familiar UnfamiliarMy familiar unfamiliar
My dearest mystery
I can’t get used to you
You turn from the kitchen window
I’m willing everything
I can’t get used to you
Don’t ever get used to me
Russian RomanceBeautiful nihilist
When nothing matters
Every moment comes alive
In love it’s all or nothing
Look at this life
How could the stakes be less than high
Feel –
Way You WriteGood looks never hurt no one
Yet they fail to
Turn me on
If you'd like a way with me
Then a way with words
Is the key
Woman is Still a WomanI just want to be a lady
On tuesday afternoons
I just want to be a lady
On tuesday afternoons
Oh how many woods would a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
There are some things in your nature