paroles de chanson Suffering Face (Solo Demo) - Elvis Costello

There's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
Like cheap pink lipstick smeared on her wedding dress
Will you look what you've done to her? Will you look at this disgrace?
Oh it's all over your suffering face

If we were chrome we would be rusted
If we were thirst we would be quenched
You don't need the same old rivet gun
You need a brand new wrench
Someone to pull you down on the ground
And cover you with kisses
Once I was the jewel of your heart
Now I'm only semi-precious

But if I seem so preoccupied
It's just my alibi, I'm all broken up inside
Even the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass

I prepared a bed for you, then I sprayed perfume
Upon the wilted roses that I'd scattered 'round the room
You came in gentle as a lamb and turned into a terror
And you left your love and other threats in the steam
Fading on my bathroom mirror

But it's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
Like cheap pink lipstick smeared on her wedding dress
Will you look what you've done to me?
Now you've put me in my place
And it's all over, it's all over
It's all over your suffering face