Those songs which are being played
on the radio tonight don't wish me well
I want to be happy
they are killing me
Can that young
and handsome guy here
burn my love
I'll sleep with him, and I'll feel nauseous
come, hold my head
Ref.
It was bad for you, it was bad for you
when you were with me, my dear, how couldn't it be
as bad as a moth feels on silk
as bad as a bee feels in vanilla
It was bad for you
look what you look like, look what you look like
beside her now
it doesn't matter to me anymore now
I'm dead inside of you, revive me
Those songs which are being played
on the radio tonight don't wish me well
I want to be happy
they are killing me
That young and handsome
guy here can't
be any worse than you are
I'll give him my body
come, be here
fight for my soul
Ref.