paroles de chanson Twist of Barbwire - Clare Bowen

Said I love you
'Till you don't know you're born
Said I love you
Till the far side of dawn
But in the morning
If you must leave
Don't leave with your apologies

And if you come back
If I liked you at all
Remember I liked you to
Fall on your knees

Liar, liar, you're my last desire
Thought your kind of love
Was just a thorn on a rose
Tried hard to be faithful
Not hard enough I suppose

Tried hard to drown with a hum and a drum
In a pretty drug slum mire tried bearing your sighs
And your sneers and your frown
Tried wearing your jewels and your heels and your crown
But it was nothing but a twist of barbwire
It was nothing but a twist of barbwire
It was nothing but a twist of barbwire

See I promise I'll be constantly clean
Did you think that
I still say what I mean?
Now you're keening and you have to decide
Will you open your legs or your eyes?

Oh do you pray now
'Cause I pray all the time
As the soul can't escape
What the heart may disguise

Liar, liar, you're my last desire
Thought your kind of love
Was just a thorn on a rose
Tried hard to be faithful
Not hard enough I suppose

Tried hard to drown with a hum and a drum
In a pretty drug slum mire tried bearing your sighs
And your sneers and your frown
Tried wearing your jewels and your heels and your crown
But it was nothing but a twist of barbwire
It was nothing but a twist of barbwire
It was nothing but a twist of barbwire