Letra Portrait Of A Dead Girl - The Last Dinner Party
When you laid like a wolf
With your head on my lap
I felt like one of those portraits
Of women protected by a beast on a chain
They look so safe
A guard dog built just for her
If only she knew that with one wrong move
He'll turn around and tear off her hands
And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of ripping out my throat
And I wish that I'd let you have the dignity
Of letting me go
I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again
Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you, no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you
He's got (He's got) letters on his fist
R-I-D-E (R-I-D-E)
A triumph on his hips
He looks like one of those film stars
With a blow-up doll
And a BB gun
And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of staying one more night
And I wish that I had the guts, the dignity
To put up a fight
I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again
Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you, no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you
Don't have the strength to pin me down (Give me the strength)
The time I wasted in your mouth (Give me)
Waves that crash against your chest (The strength)
Over and over again (Give me)
I kissed your eyes and framed your teeth (The strength)
As you crawled back into the sea (Give me)
Oh, anyone could kill me (The strength)
And I'd never ever let it be you
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
With your head on my lap
I felt like one of those portraits
Of women protected by a beast on a chain
They look so safe
A guard dog built just for her
If only she knew that with one wrong move
He'll turn around and tear off her hands
And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of ripping out my throat
And I wish that I'd let you have the dignity
Of letting me go
I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again
Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you, no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you
He's got (He's got) letters on his fist
R-I-D-E (R-I-D-E)
A triumph on his hips
He looks like one of those film stars
With a blow-up doll
And a BB gun
And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of staying one more night
And I wish that I had the guts, the dignity
To put up a fight
I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again
Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you, no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you
Don't have the strength to pin me down (Give me the strength)
The time I wasted in your mouth (Give me)
Waves that crash against your chest (The strength)
Over and over again (Give me)
I kissed your eyes and framed your teeth (The strength)
As you crawled back into the sea (Give me)
Oh, anyone could kill me (The strength)
And I'd never ever let it be you
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
Give me the strength, give me the strength
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