Sundays – Blood On My Hands lyrics

live your life, have your say
read your stars, day by day
if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
oh, live your life, go your way
and I said oh, no
live your life, stake your claim
wash your clothes, change your name
ooh, and I said oh, no, no
if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
ooh, oh
you're too twisted [for help]
oh, it's [fun in love]
so live your life, build a home
and fill it full of flowers and a bottle of old cologne
yeah, if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
oh, except perhaps a certain someone
oh, except perhaps a certain someone
ooh, oh
except perhaps a certain someone
except perhaps a certain someone
except perhaps a certain someone
just to be sure that I know the way out
you're too twisted [for help]
oh, it's [fun in love]
oh, be careful, living in a block of flats
and I never take the lift to the top
no I never take the lift to the top
oh, you're too twisted [for help]
and oh, it's [fun in love]
oh, you're too twisted [for help]
[looking back], oh, it's [fun in love]
[take a spin/to be swung] 'round, take a look down
oh, you'd never believe what we found
we figured it out, we figured it out
we lived in a house
in a cold [room]