Bleeding Heart Graffiti
The Cult

I wipe the blood from my lip
With a ragged scarf now
I get the feeling
You don't care anymore
Shaken up and shattered
I pick myself from the floor
Those sweat stained dreams
All tattered and torn

Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
Baby I don't need it
Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
baby I don't need it

Amongst the broken glass now
You standing in the street
Times a crawling
My life slipping by
Although I hang my head down
To the grownd and I
Tired of crying
Those whiskey soaked tears

Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
Baby I don't need it
Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
baby I don't need it

I will follow the rainbow
To the end of the road and I
Didn't do you no harm, well woman
I'm a man waiting for the sun to shine
I have waited for too long, yea baby
Don't you cry now woman
Don't you cry now honey
'Cause sometime that sun is gonna shine on me, yea

Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
Baby I don't need it
Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
baby I don't need it

Bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
Baby I don't need it
Oh bleeding heart graffiti
I don't need it
baby I don't need it
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Em homenagem a pessoas que acordam
no meio da noite, com medo do grito dos gatos
e que sabem para quem ligar...

Pure Morning, indeed...