Every You Every Me ( Placebo )Sucker love is heaven sent You pucker up, our passion's spent My hearts a tart, your body's rent My body's broken, yours is spent Carve your name into my arm Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed Cuz there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Sucker love, a box I choose No other box I choose to use Another love I would abuse No circumstances could excuse In the shape of things to come Too much poison come undone Cuz there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Every me and every you Every Me...hee Sucker love is known to swing Prone to cling and waste these things Pucker up for heavens sake There's never been so much at stake I serve my head up on a plate It's only comfort, calling late Cuz there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Every me and every you Every Me...hee Every me and every you Every Me...hee Like the naked leads the blind I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind Sucker love I always find Someone to bruise and leave behind All alone in space and time There's nothing here but what here's here's mine Something borrowed, something blue Every me and every you Every me and every you Every Me...hee Every me and every you Every Me...hee (x4) Cruel Intentions Index Praise You ( Fatboy Slim )We've come a long long way together, Through the hard times and the good. I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should. Cruel Intentions Index Coffee & TV ( Blur )Do you feel like a chain-store practically flored One of many zeros kicked around bored Your ears are full, but you're empty holding out your heart to people who never really care how you are Chorus So give me coffee and TV Peacefully I've seen so much, I'm going blind And I'm brain-dead virtually Sociability is hard enough for me take me away from this big bad world and agree to marry me so we can start over again. Do you go to the country it isn't very far There's people there who'll hurt you 'cos of who you are your ears are full of their language there's wisdom there you're sure 'till the words start swirling/slurring and you can't find the door Chorus (x2) Cruel Intentions Index Bedroom Dancing ( Day One )Do u wanna go dancin? In a club? We could have a good time and live it up. Sed if u wanna go dancing u gotta wear a tuxedo And we could do the tango whereva we go Sed if u wanna do the tango then we're gonna need a ballroom So she took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom And then she did it...stripped me half naked And told me that her body was sacred. She sed i could take it, if i danced with her But sumhow i knew that she was an indian giver I sed 'what about tomorrow??' She sed 'what about tonight???' She sed 'trust me baby itll be alright' She walked in wearin stiletto boots First woman, weddin then honeymoon, This girl that i thought i knew so well Didnt know her until we hit the hotel And we're on the dancefloor, by the seashore She sed 'these nights we dance together is what i live for' I sed 'what about before, before these nights??' She sed 'ask me no questions and ill tell u no lies' I sed 'what about tomorrow??' She sed 'what about tonight??? Trust me baby itll be alright' And so we danced and danced and danced and danced and danced So we danced and danced and danced and danced and danced all night. 12 o' clock the music stopped She walked away from me and took her shoes off And she sed 'thats it' And i knew it, She sed 'we cant dance without music.' I sed 'we can dance tomorrow' She sed 'we've already danced tonight, trust me baby ull be alright' Itll be alright. Itll be alright. Cruel Intentions Index Colorblind ( Counting Crows )I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine Cruel Intentions Index Ordinary Life ( Kristen Barry )And I shed my soul, feel it kneeling down... I'm clutching my faith, pull it tightly round... You're moving your mouth but you don't make a sound... But I feel the walls slowly tearing down... Heel to toe takes you from my side... In and out, every breath divides... My eyes to your head, I can't go the distance... But when you go you take me in an instant... In this life, I'll give it time... Cause its always pushing up from behind... It'll be alright, it will be fine... Its nothing more than ordinary life... And I show you my sins, show me all your scars... As we settle in, its written in the stars... Your watery eyes got me send me floating... And my weak heart is swimming with devotion... But in this life... I'll give it time... Cause its always sneaking up from behind... It'll be alright, it will be fine... Its nothing more than ordinary life... Cruel Intentions Index Comin' Up From Behind ( Marcy Playground )Ah, She's an eight ball, She's a'rollin faster than a white wall, She's got an avalanche packed into a snowball, She's a losin all the links, She's like a stonewall, She's loaded up, She's the underdog, Gonna take a mighty swipe At the high horse, While'a sippin on her tricks In a pitfall, Makin eyes at the girls like bullfrogs, I'm telling you, sir, (Chorus) She's comin up from, comin up from, comin up, comin up from behind, Yeah, She's comin up from, comin up from, comin up, comin up from behind, You'd like her hanging Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling, While your Wall Street pockets are jangling With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games, It's a longshot, She's got a troop and a tongue for a slingshot, But she's takin' steady aim At the bigshots, It's hard to miss the rolling-polies On the blacktop, You better watch your turf, (Chorus) She's comin up from, comin up from, comin up, comin up from behind, Yeah, She's comin up from, comin up from, comin up, comin up from behind, You had her hanging Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling, While your golden-lined pockets were jangling With the hollow jackpot of your wretched games, She caught your sick lie, It's creepin in the shadow of your white smile, Lurking underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes, Well, you're greasin' up the lance for your small-fry, You wanna talk it up, do you? Well you're floatin like a royal balloon -- oh, Your ego's swollen to the size of the moon, well, I think you found somebody to cut you down to size. Well well, Yeah, She's comin up from behind, She's comin up from behind, Yeah, She's comin up from behind, She's comin up from behind.... Cruel Intentions Index Secretly ( Skunk Anansie )I've biding my time, been so subtly kind, I've got to so selfishly, 'cos u're the face inside of me. I've biding my days, u see evidently it pays, I've been a friend, with unbiased views, then secretly lust after u. So now he's gone rusty u're bored and bemused. U wanna do someone else, so u should be by yourself, instead of here with me, so now u feel lusty. Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw. u're talking out so sexually, 'bout boys and girls and your friggin' dreams. So now u feel lusty, u're hot and confused. So how u've been busted, u're caught feeling used. U had to do someone else, u shoulda been by your self, instead of here with me, secretly, secretly. Cruel Intentions Index This Love ( Craig Armstrong - Featuring Elizabeth Fraser)This love This love is a strange love In that it can lift a love This love This love I think I'm gonna fall again And ever when you held the hand And turn 'em in your fingers, love This love Now rehearsed we stay, love Doesn't know it is love This love This love Doesn't have to feel love Doesn't care to be love It doesn't mean a thing This love This love loves love It's a strange love, strange love This love This love This love is a strange love, strange love I'm gonna fall again love Doesn't mean a thing Think I'm gonna fall again This Love Thanx to Amy who did that for me. Cruel Intentions Index You Could Make A Killing ( Aimee Mann )There is nothing that competes with habit And I know it's neither deep nor tragic It's simply that you have to have it So you can make a killing Oh you can make a killing Oh you can make a killing I wish I was both young and stupid Then I too could have the fun that you did Till it was time to pony up what you bid So you could make a killing Oh you could make a killing Oh you could make a killing I could follow you and search the rubble Or stay right here and save myself some trouble Or try to keep myself from seeing double Or I could make a killing Or I could make a killing Oh I could make a killing Yeah I could make a killing I could make a killing Cruel Intentions Index Addictive ( Faithless )Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine. Predictable behavior I crave ya I'm driving y'all My own is living save yeah, Sometimes I hate ya But I'm whipped Being gone [?] head down to the crypt Restricted like a conscript You loved to bully I placed the blame with you Fully... Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine. Make them mine... Don't panic There is only we too left on the planet I can explain.. I know it happened again, It's manic I'm standing in the flame, trying to fan it You don't know what you've got till it's gone And by the edge of the night, You nobody belong thru this ad joint. And that's what you cut. And that's what you cut. Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine. Make them mine... Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense, Take a rest... I'm addicted.. I have a demon for a wife He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life Takes notes on how to provoke past grief Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe Feed all day from underneath Like a fief, I left weak, barely able to speak I seek nothing but constant supply I can read every look in your eyes I leave with a lie Maybe our love will never die Or, maybe it's the last time I make you cry Make my appeal like the condemned. Let's go away for the weekend Your life I will steal and descend with it into the pig. I'm addicted.. Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine. I'm addicted.. Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense.. Take a rest... I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I have a little problem I have a demon for a wife He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life Takes notes on how to provoke past grief Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine. Make them mine... I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. I'm addicted.. Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense.. Take a rest... Cruel Intentions Index Trip On Love ( Abra Moore )I let my guard down In a momentary lapse of emotion And it just slipped out That we both knew my heart could be broke I said something I never intended to say You stopped laughing And asked me, "do you feel alone in that way" Do you trip on love Do you run from magic When you kiss someone Do you make it tragic If you feel too much Do you start to panic When your word comes out Do you trip on love I just stood there Had expected another reaction Out of thin air In the strangest sense of satisfaction Can you tell me How you see me somewhere And if you held me Would you let me see a part of yourself Do you trip on love Do you run from magic When you kiss someone Do you make it tragic When you feel too much Do you start to panic When your word comes out Do you trip on love When we go Do we say This means less than we know it does Please tell me Do you trip on love Do you run from magic When you kiss someone Do you make it tragic When you feel too much Do you start to panic When your word comes out Do you trip on love When your word comes out do you trip on love Don't you wanna love me no more That is why I love you so much That is why I hate you so much Cruel Intentions Index You Blew Me Off ( Bare Jr. )When I said, I love you You blew me off It turned me on You blew me off ( it turned me on ) You blew me off ( it turned me on ) You blew me off it turned me on All or nothing More or less You assault me ruthlessly Oh you're the best You blew me off... You don't understand you see Your not suppose to take on me You don't understand you see That's just how it's gotta be If you ignore me You get my respect When you turn to hug me I like you less You blew me off... What are you doing Callin' me on the phone Sayin' Bobby come back Won't ya leave me alone You blew me off... You don't understand... Cruel Intentions Index Bitter Sweet Symphony ( The Verve )Cos' it's a bittersweet symphony this life... Trying to make ends meet , you're a slave to the money then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down... You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet , yeah. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next... I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Well I never pray, But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah. I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah. I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now. But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (Well have you ever been down?) (I can't change, I can't change...) Cos' it's a bittersweet symphony this life. Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die. You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next. I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no,no,no (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (It justs sex and violence melody and silence) (Been down) (Ever been down) (Ever been down) Cruel Intentions Index |
