CULTURE CLUB lyrics - Black Comedy

Sweet cunning eyes

try to take from me

You're too young, I'm too wise

this is parody

A taste of what you likeA can be fatal sometimes

Arms that hold you tight

but leave you cold, so cold

The stars in the sky

are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again

words won't make me right

'Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

Love, maybe lust, made me sweet sixteen

So my soul lost control

nothing in between

A taste of what you want

can be brutal sometimes

Arms that hold you tight

but leave you cold, so cold

The stars in the sky

are out of reach tonight Tears fall like rain, wrong again

words won't make me right

'Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

The stars in the sky

are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again

words won't make me right

'Cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy