Текст песни
You gave one truth before the church bells rang,
Wash up from this house away that lipstick ring.
My hand stayed steady when I turned down the flame.
You finally looked at me and spoke the name.
No broken bottle,
No slam door; just one red circle and nothing more.
The lipstick ring, the lipstick ring,
Sits on my table like a dangerous thing.
Wash up from this house away that lipstick ring.
My hand stayed steady when I turned down the flame.
You finally looked at me and spoke the name.
No broken bottle,
No slam door; just one red circle and nothing more.
The lipstick ring, the lipstick ring,
Sits on my table like a dangerous thing.