And the sea is calling to her: âCome aloneâ
As she dials a number with her fingers on her phone
And her keys are falling from her coat
As I weave my fingers round her perfumed throat
No I canât give her what she wants
I canât give her what she really needs
I canât give her what she wants
It'd push her away
So I turn my attention to the bruise thatâs on her fist
Feel the pulse beneath her almost perfect wrist
And the flames are crawling round the note she wrote
Flickering like fingers round the lining of her coat
No I canât give her what she wants
I cant give her what she really needs
I canât give her what she wants
It'd push her away
And I see her silhouette on every street
Hear the clatter of her pretty, pretty feet
And all thatâs left is ashes of her sorry little note
So nobody can ever read the sentences she wrote
No I canât give her what she wants
I canât give her what she really needs
And I canât give her what she wants
It'd push her away
- :
- Night Thoughts
- Beautiful Ones: An Introduction To Suede
- Bloodsports
- Hit Me (EP)
- For the Strangers
- 8 Track Mind
- A New Morning
- Head Music
- Sci-Fi Lullabies
- Coming Up
- Dog Man Star
- Stay Together
- Suede
- Positivity
- Miscellaneous
- Singles
- Coming Up - 20th Anniversary Edition (Live at the...
- Dog Man Star 20th Anniversary Live - Royal Albert Hall
- A New Morning (Remastered)
- A New Morning (Deluxe Edition)