why is the bedroom so cold | turned away on your side? | is my timing that flawed | our respect run so dry? | yet there's still this appeal | that we've kept through our lives | love, love will tear us apart again | love will tear us apart again
and if a double-decker bus | crashes into us | to die by your side | is such a heavenly way to die | and if a ten-ton truck | kills the both of us | to die by your side | well the pleasure, the privilege is mine | there is a light that never goes out
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