russian roulette
birds of tokyo
preacher man i think you lied
you said the love would surely die
i misread the fine print on your sleeve
as you tried to hand this down to me
it's too late for you to say the reasons are found within
as i taste the freedom in your sweet
as i fall back down again
and i'll turn back round to you
the same mystic eyes that left me blind
the same tune that i will hum alone
i know that it seems i'm sorry
so with the underlining rule of love
i slipped through when i should have been awake
and i missed the summer with you
as i fall back down again
and i'll turn back round to you
but i guarantee a steady hand
there's no sense in regret
but i guarantee a steady hand
when we play russian roulette
as i fall back down again
and i'll turn back round to you
but i guarantee a steady hand
there's no sense in regret
but i guarantee a steady hand
when we play russian roulette