Lyric Dick s Slow Song

Don t bring that stuff to bed
I ve gotta fall with a clear head
Don t tell me of those mirrors
I ll show you what you want to see
Pay no mind to those voices
I ll show you what you want to hear

Of course, it doesn t matter what you see
You re beautiful to me
It doesn t matter what they say
I want you anyway

So we live in the city Come over here
No, leave on the light
Beautiful things get run down
There s no more to say To let you know it s alright
There s a fine door that you open
There s no door
There s no option
You knew this from the start
You made a fist around your heart
I don t need to know
But she must want to show me
It s just for yourself
I can t forgive you anything
It doesn t matter what you see
You re beautiful to me
It doesn t matter what they say
I want you anyway

Don t bring that stuff to bed I ll touch you here
Gotta fall with a clear head Does it make you cry?
Don t bring that stuff to bed Don t hide those tears
Gotta fall with a clear head You know they re alright