Matador (Strings)

Here we are again at the Kazimier Garden

Underneath a slate sky

Your stare is steely and your tongue is sharpened

Can carve me like a steak knife

We used to share that stall and a pair of wine lips, hips pressed up against the wall

You know I tried my best to turn your black eyes hazel

Kiss away your cruelty

I gladly got undressed, put all my cards on the table and by cards I mean me

Apple in mouth, then you left town

Ran after you until my legs gave out

I came crawling in on all fours

Knocking at your door

Knocking at your door

I don't wanna bleed anymore

I just wanted love, you wanted gore

You're my matador

Here we are again at the Kazimier Garden

The music is getting stranger

Your cape is crimson and your waving it snarling

The air is full of danger

I only wanted to put on a little skirt, a little show for you

You said babe, this ain't the Moulin fucking Rouge

I came crawling in on all fours

Knocking at your door

Knocking at your door

I don't wanna bleed anymore

I just wanted love, you wanted gore

You're my matador

He said

Look, look, look what she's done

She's gone and smashed me up for fun

Someone better find her

Make her pay for all of this fine china

Poke, poke, poke until she bites

Until she's full of spit and spite

I said

At least my rage is red

It's the closest to love that you'll ever get

I came crawling in on all fours

Knocking at your door

Knocking at your door

I don't wanna bleed anymore

I just wanted love, you wanted gore

You're my matador"