Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Girl in a Coma
Simple man, what dirty hands you have
Oh, the better to leave your greasy mark on
And oh, how I missed you tonight
Your eyes were the thrill of my life
And how I'd love to break you
And how I'd love to break you
And oh, how I'd love to break you
Take you apart tonight
Put you together again
I'll put you together again
Simple man, what dirty hands I have
Oh, the better to leave my greasy mark on
And how I loved you tonight
Your words made the phone call our lives
And how I'd love you to break me
And how I'd love you to break me
And oh, how I'd love you to break me
Take me apart tonight
And put me together again
Put me together again
Put me together again
Now it's all we know
I will wait for the drain, slip away
And keep
All we know
In a box until it shows
You are a simple man
Hold spiders in your hand
Hang on to me, simple mannered
Say "I will go through whatever for you."
You say, "Don't be shy."
I see, like that's all we've come to know
You say "Come on." Come on
Like that's all we really know
It was long ago
And far away
Our world was over yesterday
But still we made our promises
But still you asked for one last kiss
Of all the words I'll ever say
I hope that you'll recall one day:
"I never meant to say goodbye"
But you'll never know, never know
Simple man, what dirty hands I have
Simple man, what dirty hands I have
Simple man, what dirty hands I have
Simple man, what dirty hands I have