Текст песни
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
How do I turn myself on to you
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
I give you what you need for a piece of flesh
And you are satisfied as long as we keep it fresh
My alibi is hanging by a thread
You give me what I want, but what I want ain't good
I try to justify, but I feel misunderstood
I feel an itch, a scratching in my head
I see the color red
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
How do I turn myself on to you
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
Forever locked away, a piece of innocence
'A true romantic failure', is my defence
I close your eyes
I swallow my tongue
No need to excuse, no point in words
My only thought: 'Dammit, it hurts'
I'm giving in
I will get hung
Another song unsung
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
How do I turn myself on to you
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
How do I turn myself on to you
Come to me
Tell me your point of view
Come to me