Lyrics Tindersticks – Dick’s Slow Song

Don’t bring that stuff to bed
I’ve gotta fall with a clear head
Don’t tell me of those mirrors
I’ll show you what you want to see

Of course, it doesn’t matter what you see
You’re beautiful to me
It doesn’t matter what they say
I want you anyway

So we live in the city come over here
No, leave on the light
Beautiful things get run down
There’s no more to say to let you know it’s alright
There’s a fine door that you open

There’s no door
There’s no option
You knew this from the start
You made a fist around your heart
I don’t need to know
But she must want to show me
It’s just for yourself
I can’t forgive you anything
It doesn’t matter what you see
You’re beautiful to me
It doesn’t matter what they say
I want you anyway

Don’t bring that stuff to bed I’ll touch you here
Gotta fall with a clear head does it make you cry?
Don’t bring that stuff to bed don’t hide those tears