I wish I could tell you the things I’m thinking
But then I’d have to make violent love to you
Or pretend I hadn’t spoken
Or pretend that I was joking
Or pretend I was talking to somebody else
And I’d still have to make violent love to you
Violent Love
I wish I could tell you the things I’m thinkingBut then I’d have to make violent love to youOr pretend I hadn’t spokenOr pretend that I was jokingOr pretend I was talking to somebody elseAnd I’d still have to make violent love to you
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