LOVE until we BLEED

I, I know a girl and she flies right off the handle at the sound of scratching on the wall. Well It could go either way but I don’t mind at all. Cos I’ll go, I’ll go and I’ll go to Liverpool. Oh well I know I’ll be loved there. She’s no scrubber she’s my Breck Road Lover and we wash in dirty waters and walk the streets where she gets her name. Oh my lady, my lady clear your ears now and open up your eyes. We’re all out of synch now and we no longer harmonise and if lust and despair are two bullets in the same gun..well we’ve been playing Russian roulette for far too long.