11 de juny, 2008

why?



Contempt in your eyes as I turn to kiss his lips
Broken I lie, all my feelings denied, blood on your fist
can you tell me why?
You in your false securities, tear up my life condemning me
name me an illness, call me a sin, never feel guilty never give in
tell me why?
You and me together, fighting for our love
can you tell me why?

[bronski beat/why/the age of consent]