Right from the start
you were a thief, you stole my heart
and I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren’t all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them.
Now you’ve been talking in your sleep - Oh oh
Things you never say to me - Oh oh
Tell me that you’ve had enough
Of our love, our love.
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