Empty Love Songs
Every broken bone, every open sore. Everytime you try to connect with some empty broken heart love song. It's all so alien and invisible, it really isn't there. No love song really knows what's going on in your mind. Everything's whitewashed from human memory. The mind is blank and the sheet has started all over again. If I refuse to look back on history, I'll make every mistake again.
Open and wasted, like every chance you take to dance. A drink to think the night through but I'm easily swayed. The rhythm is not like yours. This chance does not open doors. But everyone's trying it. Everyone's got a chance. You're just an empty love song with no words to show for your emotion. Got wasted in the years of all your useless fears. Crying useless tears. Nobody has the key to open up your heart. You listened to too many empty love songs.
I know her well to leave her. She keeps believing in love when I can't give what I have not. There's no human strength or superhuman powers that can make me change my mind. There's no desire left here and yet you expect a change in an instant. She poisoned me with the radio and I shut my ears to the second hand emotions that she told me to feed her with. Second hand emotions with nothing to lose but your soul.
You think I've got the look of desire. But burn my hands or burn my balls by the fire and you'll know all about it. You don't think this is empty, you think that it speaks. Speaks like some deluded lover who whispered sweet nothings into your ear. You should run in fear yet you're seduced by madness. How easy it is for you to disappear. How easy it is to believe in love. How easy it is to forget the pain that comes after the sweet disguise.
We sing empty love songs with no remorse. We sing the songs for you lovers in bed. We are Barry White for your Friday night. We are the Bee Gees to bring you to your knees. We will survive because we thrive on human forgetfulness. We thrive on your neuroses. We thrive on your psychosis. We are what you are. We are the empty love song you sing in your head.
Open and wasted, like every chance you take to dance. A drink to think the night through but I'm easily swayed. The rhythm is not like yours. This chance does not open doors. But everyone's trying it. Everyone's got a chance. You're just an empty love song with no words to show for your emotion. Got wasted in the years of all your useless fears. Crying useless tears. Nobody has the key to open up your heart. You listened to too many empty love songs.
I know her well to leave her. She keeps believing in love when I can't give what I have not. There's no human strength or superhuman powers that can make me change my mind. There's no desire left here and yet you expect a change in an instant. She poisoned me with the radio and I shut my ears to the second hand emotions that she told me to feed her with. Second hand emotions with nothing to lose but your soul.
You think I've got the look of desire. But burn my hands or burn my balls by the fire and you'll know all about it. You don't think this is empty, you think that it speaks. Speaks like some deluded lover who whispered sweet nothings into your ear. You should run in fear yet you're seduced by madness. How easy it is for you to disappear. How easy it is to believe in love. How easy it is to forget the pain that comes after the sweet disguise.
We sing empty love songs with no remorse. We sing the songs for you lovers in bed. We are Barry White for your Friday night. We are the Bee Gees to bring you to your knees. We will survive because we thrive on human forgetfulness. We thrive on your neuroses. We thrive on your psychosis. We are what you are. We are the empty love song you sing in your head.
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