Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
It was one of those places, it was one of those nights
She was one of them girls
Who had purposely ripped holes in her tights
I saw her leaning up against the bar
Wearing the leopard upholstery from a stolen car
I thought she was a porno star
She had a name I would never remember
She had a face I will never forget
We stood among the ruins
And I lit her cigarette
In the light from the match
I could see she was smiling as she said
"I hopе that dumb love will be enough
And you nеver get bored with the dirty stuff"
'Cause dumb love
Was the only kind of love she knew
She was like no girl that I had ever known
Though the lights were on
There was obviously nobody home
I don't know what I ever thought I'd find
Looking at the world too long through her Venetian blind
Could leave me with a hungry mind
She used to live with a man who was shady
And they both struck a beautiful pose
But she only loved his money
And he only loved her clothes
But she never looked back
She just kept smiling as she said
"I just make dumb love and nothing else
And you might as well talk to yourself
Maybe dumb love will never be enough for you"
Every morning, she searches the bed
But there's nobody near
And it's the start of another long day
She listens for something
But knows that there's nothing to hear
Only the sigh of a distant highway
She had a name I would never remember
She had a face I will never forget
We stood among the ruins
And I lit her cigarette
In the light from the match
I could see she was crying as she said
"I knew that dumb love wouldn't be enough
And you'd soon get bored with the dirty stuff"
'Cause dumb love
Was the only kind of love she knew
She just makes dumb love and nothing else
And you might as well talk to yourself
Maybe dumb love will never be enough for you
Dumb Love was written by Martin Briley.
Dumb Love was produced by Peter Coleman.