Cherry
Love, I said real love is like feelin' no fear
When you're standin' in the face of danger
'Cause you just want it so much
A touch, from your real love
Is like heaven takin' the place of somethin' evil
And lettin' it burn off from the rush
Darlin', darlin', darlin'
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches are ruined
Love, I said real love
It's like smilin' when the firin' squad's against you
And you just stay linеd up
And darlin', darlin', darlin'
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
I fall to piеces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are ruined (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
My rose garden dreams (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Set on fire by fiends (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
And all my black beaches (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are ruined (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
My celluloid scenes (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are torn at the seams (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
And I fall to pieces, bitch
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
Why? 'Cause I love you so much
I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches are ruined
Bitch
Bitch
When you're standin' in the face of danger
'Cause you just want it so much
A touch, from your real love
Is like heaven takin' the place of somethin' evil
And lettin' it burn off from the rush
Darlin', darlin', darlin'
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches are ruined
Love, I said real love
It's like smilin' when the firin' squad's against you
And you just stay linеd up
And darlin', darlin', darlin'
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
I fall to piеces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are ruined (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
My rose garden dreams (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Set on fire by fiends (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
And all my black beaches (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are ruined (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
My celluloid scenes (Can I get a fuckin' hallelujah?)
Are torn at the seams (Sippin' on ya like a Coca-Cola)
And I fall to pieces, bitch
I fall to pieces when I'm with you
Why? 'Cause I love you so much
I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches are ruined
Bitch
Bitch