Letra de 'Violent Delights' de Galleons

I need your love like I need a hole in my head
In my head

Shakespeare’s a prophet
Even if it’s cynical, we love it
Even if true love’s a scam, I'm still a fan
Show your ass for profit, yeah
Never thought that my life would amount to much
Always felt like the lowest hanging fruit of the bunch
Growing sweeter from your pity and your sympathy
Won’t you please indulge me

Violent delights have violent ends
And not even love can make amends
When our history ends tragically like Romeo and Juliet
Violent delights havе violent ends
This ain’t no act, I don’t play pretend
When they find our bodies they’ll feel sorry for Romeo and Juliet

Like Romeo and Juliet, like Romeo and Juliet
We’ll go the same way in the end

Shakespeare’s a prophet
We fucking bought it
Hook, line and sinker all
Even if true love’s a scam, I'm still a fan
Show me your fucking soul, yeah
Let’s not poison the well before we drink from it
Let’s just have a taste so we’ll know what we’ll miss
What we will miss, yeah

Put yourself on the line
Out of sight and out of mind
And an eye for an eye
We’re like poetry that doesn’t rhyme (doesn't rhyme)
We’re like poetry that doesn’t rhyme (doesn't rhyme)
We’re like poetry that doesn’t rhyme

We’re like poetry, we’re like poetry, we’re like poetry
That doesn’t rhyme
(We are like poetry that doesn’t rhyme)
Like poetry that doesn’t rhyme

I need your love like I need a hole in my head
Your poetry is like a plague and I’ve been condemned
(I need your love like I need a hole in my head)
I need your love like I need a hole in my head
(Your poetry is like a plague and I’ve been condemned)
Like I need a hole in my head

Violent delights have violent ends
And not even love can make amends
When our history ends tragically like Romeo and Juliet
Violent delights have violent ends
This ain’t no act, I don’t play pretend
When they find our bodies they’ll feel sorry for Romeo and Juliet