You`ve got a sense of humor
You`re a mystery
I heard a rumor
You`re making history
Photographic dialogues
Beneath your skin
Pornographic episodes
Screaming sin
`Til its real live bleeding fingers
broken guitar strings
You are my Prince Charming
Draped in velvet robes
of all that`s alarming
Raw and exposed
Shattered nerves
Itchy skin
Dirty words
and heroin
Better real live bleeding fingers
Broken guitar strings
(break)
I climbed all the way inside
Your tragedy
I got behind
The majesty
Of the different shaps
In every note
the endless tapes
of every word you wrote
With real live bleeding fingers
broken guitar strings (x2)
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