You give me substance.
You give me cold hands.
Our love is just more than just alone.And when you want me,
Everything should be,
Only for our wicked ebony.You always said to me,
That it's dark in your heart,
And I should believe,
That you won't be here for years.What I want is impossible to be,
You will deny me once in a while.
It's velvet, but it's untrue.You give me my lust,
And you are my frost.
I hate what you do, but can't resist.To your sweet charming,
And always harming,
Cold little embrace, it's what I need.You always said to me,
That it's dark in your heart,
And I should believe,
That you won't be here for years.What I want is impossible to be,
You will deny me once in a while.
It's velvet, but it's untrue.You give me cold hands.You give me a sweet dread.I'm sure I'll miss you.Ooh!You always said to me,
That it's dark in your heart,
And I should believe,
That you won't be here for years.What I want is impossible to be,
You will deny me once in a while.
It's velvet, but it's untrue.