For Wanting You Lyrics
| Song | For Wanting You |
| Artist | Marianne Faithfull |
| Album | Vagabond Ways |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : John, Taupin | |
| It comes as no surprise | |
| Your face filled with lies | |
| Hovers all around me in this room. | |
| Clouds hung with my dismay | |
| A hot bed where we lay | |
| Your every kiss tasting like a tomb. | |
| If time becomes a judge, | |
| If my body holds a grudge | |
| It's just because I needed sanctuary. | |
| Your skin under my nails | |
| My curiosity that failed | |
| To save myself for something that I need. | |
| I don't wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue. | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. | |
| We do things 'cause we must | |
| The law of love and lust | |
| Comes together just like oil on flame. | |
| I looked into your eyes, | |
| You saw me naked for a while, | |
| How d'you like it in my little nest ? | |
| Who was really using who ? | |
| In here the scent of you | |
| Stains the sheets with memory and lust. | |
| When I get back on the street | |
| Tell everybody that I meet | |
| Maybe these aren't scars, they're only rust. | |
| I don't wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. |
| zuo ci : John, Taupin | |
| It comes as no surprise | |
| Your face filled with lies | |
| Hovers all around me in this room. | |
| Clouds hung with my dismay | |
| A hot bed where we lay | |
| Your every kiss tasting like a tomb. | |
| If time becomes a judge, | |
| If my body holds a grudge | |
| It' s just because I needed sanctuary. | |
| Your skin under my nails | |
| My curiosity that failed | |
| To save myself for something that I need. | |
| I don' t wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue. | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. | |
| We do things ' cause we must | |
| The law of love and lust | |
| Comes together just like oil on flame. | |
| I looked into your eyes, | |
| You saw me naked for a while, | |
| How d' you like it in my little nest ? | |
| Who was really using who ? | |
| In here the scent of you | |
| Stains the sheets with memory and lust. | |
| When I get back on the street | |
| Tell everybody that I meet | |
| Maybe these aren' t scars, they' re only rust. | |
| I don' t wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. |
| zuò cí : John, Taupin | |
| It comes as no surprise | |
| Your face filled with lies | |
| Hovers all around me in this room. | |
| Clouds hung with my dismay | |
| A hot bed where we lay | |
| Your every kiss tasting like a tomb. | |
| If time becomes a judge, | |
| If my body holds a grudge | |
| It' s just because I needed sanctuary. | |
| Your skin under my nails | |
| My curiosity that failed | |
| To save myself for something that I need. | |
| I don' t wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue. | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. | |
| We do things ' cause we must | |
| The law of love and lust | |
| Comes together just like oil on flame. | |
| I looked into your eyes, | |
| You saw me naked for a while, | |
| How d' you like it in my little nest ? | |
| Who was really using who ? | |
| In here the scent of you | |
| Stains the sheets with memory and lust. | |
| When I get back on the street | |
| Tell everybody that I meet | |
| Maybe these aren' t scars, they' re only rust. | |
| I don' t wanna bleed | |
| Or bruise up black and blue | |
| Do I deserve these things | |
| All for wanting you ? | |
| Like some virgin with her cloth | |
| I play the goddess coming through | |
| Now I play the parting slave | |
| All for wanting you. |
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