I’m your poet
You’re my muse
You can’t help but to give me the blues
Pull the trigger
Pull the thread
You’re the voice inside my head
Oh, all this need
Oh, baby please
I am on my hands and knees
Hold me tight
I’m locked up
I know it’s right ‘cause we’re fucked up
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up!
I’m on my hands and my knees
The darker the better
The more that I love ya
I’m on my hands and my knees
The darker the better
The more that I love ya
The more that I love ya
The more that I love ya
And I love it, I love it
This is all that I know
And I love it, I love it
Need you hard, need you most
And I love it, I love it
Hold me far, hold me close
And I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up! Up! Up!
We’re fucked up!
I’m on my hands and my knees
The darker the better
The more that I love ya
I’m on my hands and my knees
The darker the better
The more that I love ya
The more that I love ya
The more that I love ya
Darker The Better was written by DEBBY FRIDAY.
Darker The Better was produced by DEBBY FRIDAY & Darcy Baylis.
DEBBY FRIDAY released Darker The Better on Fri Aug 01 2025.
There’s something cyclical about this one to me. So much of this record is bright and airy, but we end in this post-punky shadow of sorts, back to the beginning. I love how this song functions as many metaphors: it’s about the eroticism of toxicity in relationships, but also about the push and pull...