The only thing that was between us
was just sex.
There was just two hot wet bodies
in the early morning.
Time ticks in my heart
and nothing more...
bad things are written about us,
bad things are written about us,
bad things are written about us.
You're not leaving me alone,
you're not, my old love
I'm being quiet about that
and I'm careful that it's not obvious.
You're not leaving me alone,
so I kiss you to forget it.
But what do I need
the touches without love for,
but what do I need
the touches without love for.
And I tell you the same thing every time
I'm running away from my own skin.
Go on my girl, I'm not yours,
what can you do about that.
I just have the occasional night
on the account of others.
The rest is just sadness,
the rest is just sadness,
the rest is just sadness.