Lyrics
it is true maybe, you never ask for much, but when your heart's been broken, into tiny little pieces, who will pick them up?, you know who'll pick them up. you know who'll pick them up. you live with the silence, it wraps your every mood, with tender velvet fingers, and they cling just like the ivy, on a sunny roof, if that's what it takes to prove. that you live with your weakness, you face it every day, but when you play the let's-make-lover's game, someone has to pay, and you know who'll pay, and pay and pay. you know who's gonna pay and pay and pay. a little of friend, a devil as friend, a little of friend we'll call him love. if your face hurts, feel like a bruised dog in a dusty street, but you've got lipstick on your feet. lose your sad and wizened stare, reach out and i'll be there, i will set your senses alight, and blow them out one by one. and blow them out one by one. you know who's gonna pay, who pay and pay and pay and pay. a little of devil, a friend, we'll call him love. a little of devil, a friend, we'll call him love. a friend, we'll call him love.
Song details
Artist: black