Index:
For Your Own Good
Closer To Heaven
You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You're Drunk
In Denial
New York City Boy
For your own good, Call me tonight, Don't you think you should, Call me tonight? Life isnt easy, So why don't you stay With the lover you need, And not the devil you pay, For your own good, Call me tonight. For your own good, Call me tonight, Don't you think I could, Make a difference to night, When you need a lover, And it's so cold outside, I can help you recover, From the pain that you hide, Life isn't easy, So why don't you stay, With the lover you need, And not the devil you pay, For your own good, Call me tonight. For your own good, Call me tonight. Come on, call me. Call me tonight, I'll make you feel good, Come on, call me, Come on, call me, Call me tonight, I'll make you feel good, Want your body, (Make you feel alright) Want your body. Come on, call me, (Come on, call me) Come on, call me, (Come on, call me) Come on, call me, (Come on, call me) Come on, call me, (Come on, call me) (Come on, call me) For your own good, Call me tonight.
Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Give me hope, Give me all your love, Tell me now, You're coming home tonight. Have some faith, In the love we share, Is it fate, Does darkness end in light? Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Where'd you go, Did you lose your way? Tell me now, You're coming back to stay. In my hopes, Paradise is real. Horoscopes, Can't forecast how we'll feel. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Never been closer to heaven. Give me hope. Give me hope. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Never been closer to heaven, Never been farther away. Give me hope. Give me hope.
I Don't Know What You Want But I Can't Give It Any More
Happiness Is An Option
Written by Tennant/Lowe/Clinton
You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You're Drunk
What a performance tonight, Should I react or turn off the light? Looks like you're picking a fight, In a blurring of wrong and right. But how your mood changes, You're a devil now an angel, Suddenly subtle and solemn and silent as a monk, You only tell me you love me when you're drunk. It's better than nothing I suppose, Some doors have opened, others closed, But I can't see you exposed, To the horrors behind some of those. Somebody said, "Listen, Dont you know what you're missing? You should be kissing him instead of dissing him like a punk", But you only tell me you love me when you're drunk. You only tell me you love me when you're drunk. All of my friends keep asking me, why, Oh why do you not say goodbye? If you don't even try you'll be sunk, Cause you only tell me you love me when you're drunk. What the meaning when you speak with so much feeling? Is it over when you're sober? Am I junk? You only tell me you love me when you're drunk. You only tell me you love me when you're drunk.
(Father) In denial, no, My life's a trial, I'm not denying, That every little bit hurts, It's a problem, That I'm not solving, Don't mind admitting, I feel like quitting this job, For a while, Getting away, Before it gets any worse today. (Daughter) You're in denial, And that is final, You're not admitting, You should be quitting All those fairies, And muscle Marys, The rough trade boyfriend, Who in his pathetic own way, Denies he's gay. Why can't you see? This is a fantasy world. (Father) Think I'm going mad, How'd you know if you're going mad? (Daughter) Look at me I'm lonely, (Father) Look at me I'm sad. I'm not denying, I could be trying A little harder To deal with some of this stuff. (Daughter) Know what I'm thinking? Less drugs and drinking, No cigarettes, And you'd feel a little less rough. (Father) Is that enough? My life is absurd, I'm living it upside down, Like a vampire working at night, Sleeping all day, A dad with a girl who know's he's gay. (Both) Can you love me anyway?
New York City Boy
Written by Tennant/Lowe/Moralis
When you're a boy, Some days are tough, Lying on your bed Playing punk rock and stuff. Home is a boot camp, You've gotta escape, Wanna go and wander, In the ticker-tape. You feel the deal is real, You're a New York City boy, So young, so run, Into New York City. [Chorus] New York City boy, You'll never have a bored day, Cos you're a New York City boy, Where Seventh Avenue meets Broadway. New York City boy, This is your reward day, Cos you're a New York City boy, Where Seventh Avenue meets Broadway. The street is amazing, The hoochies unreal, Check out all the hardware At the latest deal, Hear a song, That's the bomb, If you dont' get that mix, It's gone eighty-six. You feel the deal is real, You're New York City. [Chorus] Ahhhhhhhh ahhhh New York City ahhh ahhhh Ahhhhhhhh ahhhh New York City ahhh ahhhh [Chorus]
Footsteps in the dark, Only love will change your heart, Footsteps, Footsteps. Whenever trouble comes around, Or lonely nights lead undergroud, And far in the dark, Abandoned cars Suddenly start up an anxious sound, As long as I hear your footsteps, In the dark, That's all I need. Footsteps in the dark, Only love will break your heart, Footsteps, Footsteps. When loneliness induces fear, Like waves against a ramshackle pier, When the thunder and rain, Scar the window pane, Once again I want you near. As long as I hear your footsteps, In the dark, That's all I need. I'm longing to see you. I want you, I need you. Like a child who feels afraid, Of the dark at night, Hoping to hear a gentle touch, Turning on a welcome light, As long as I hear your footsteps, In the dark, That's all I need. As long as I hear your footsteps, In the dark, That's all I need. Footsteps in the dark, Only love will break your heart, Footsteps, Footsteps. Footsteps in the dark, Only love will break your heart, Footsteps, Footsteps.