Текст Marianne Faithfull – Lies

How come you don’t realise the shape you’re in
Sweatin’ over lies to justify the naked sin within
A spineless irritation from some time before
When more than life was cursin’ through my veins

You made me and you slayed me and you tortured me
Laughing as you lay upon our bed of bloody love… and left me
Think about me, drink about me, I don’t care
‘Cause now I realise the shape I’m in

If I was alive, I’d open up the gates for you
If I’d only cried aloud, I’d still be here
In my other life, I’m making plans for you, my dear
So come on babe, your time is drawing near

Across the street they’re eating now and holding hands
An image of a priest with bibles lain across his hands for me
Don’t think about me, drink about me, I don’t care
‘Cause now I realise the shape I’m in

If I was alive, I’d open up the gates for you
If I’d only cried aloud, I’d still be here
In my other life, I’m making plans for you, my dear
So come on babe, your time is drawing near

In the house, my mother’s house, the clocks have all stood still
An empty picture frame upon a dirty window sill
In the yard, my father’s yard, a tombstone breaks in two
Shattered by a lying snake like you