You don't love me, what's to love anyway?
You don't love me, would love be my saving grace?
You don't love me, ah ah ah
It's delirium, it's a childlike dream then it fades away
It's illusion, would love put me in my place?
The illusion, ah
The delirium, ah
The delusion, ah
Oh yeah yeah, I'm going nowhere
Now I'm going nowhere
You don't love me, what's to love anyway?
You don't love me, would love be my saving grace?
You don't love me, ah ah ah
Now I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah, I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah, I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah, with my torn red heart
With my torn red heart
With my torn red heart
With my torn red heart
With my torn red heart
Mark Lanegan [*]
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