a marriage made in heaven
tindersticks
she fell in love with my singing
she knew the bells started ringing
she thought there was only her there
i just live for the clapping
a hand delivery of an invite to my premiere
but all i heard was their clapping
now she cries with a cigarrette at the window
he croons and moans like he's hurting
i never thought she needed direction
and he was at the mercy of his writers
for the songs i needed to touch her
sad songs to make me happy
now she cries with a cigarette at the window
he croons and moans like he's hurting
we re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies
his voice is croakier every day now