The Strangers

Lover, I don't play to win Befall the thrill until I'm spent Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker I threw flowers in your face on my sister's wedding day Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker You showed up with a black eye looking to go start a fight Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker Playboys under your mattress, like I wouldn't notice Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker What do I share? What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep Desperate don't look good on you, neither does your virtue Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker Good souls have won better sons, better sons were worse once Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker What do I share? What do I keep from all the stranger who sleep where I sleep You showed up with a black eye looking to finish a fight Lover, I don't play to win Befall the thrill until I'm spent Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker --- The Strangers - St. Vincent