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You're in the middle of your high life
When the wounded start to cry
Oh yea oh yea
When the fear lasts all night
And the rumors start to light
Oh yea oh yea
When you go running
Through the signal-lit streets
Then your heart
Has to approach it differently
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
He don't need your
You don't need your
Funny games
You try to make it through one song
And it's just silent all the way home
Just before the summer solstice
You try to find out where your heart's missed
Then you go running through the dirty, endless streets
So when he holds you
You can't decipher what that means
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
He can't play your
You don't need your
He can't play your
You don't need your