Marc Almond Things You Loved Me For
I was dragging your face around the floor Somebody's boot heel in your mouth Scars of cigarettes buds on your tongue These are the things you loved me for Found a young boy down by the dockside Lying half-in Half-out of the water Had a leather facing nailed to his head Left his little soul away Back in that bed Jesus loves all little children (x2) I broke a large bottle on the edge of your cranium You stared there Smiling at eyes of oblivion I sent you down to spending your damn deliria When you began screaming I spat in your mouth I kissed you so tenderly Thinking about Yes, these are the things you loved me for These are the things you loved me for But God will never see you in the bowels of the building For the ever righteous angel will know what your feeling He'll find you Seek you nevertheless Running petroleum all over your legs The hymn that he sing won't be forgiveness The hymn that he sing won't be of love Angels are immune to love and desire You reach down slowly to the gut of the fire The smell of the sin (x3) The smell of the glory These are the things you loved me for (x5)
