Tenderness Is A Weakness - Marc Almond, The Willing Sinners

She was always alone

Kept herself under lock and key

Just her sorrows for all to see

She would break up and cry for me

Throw her away

Blow the ash from the ashtray

Leave her alone to play

Leave her alone to pray

And now you wonder why

I put out the flame to die

I’ll hold on to my mystery

Secrets that make up me

In what’s real and fantasy

Tenderness is a weakness

It tears down your fortresses

Makes you easy access

Tenderness is a weakness

It makes you so vulnerable

He was always alone

Told me he liked it best that way

Just a victim of circumstance

Just a loser who’d lost his chance

Truth, love and lies

They were all and the same to him

But he’d never given in

To the ultimate sin

And now you wonder why

I put out the flame in my eyes

I’ll hold on to my mystery

Secrets that make up me

In what’s real and fantasy

Tenderness is a weakness

It tears down your fortresses

Makes you easy access (and I guess that)

Tenderness is a weakness

It makes you so vulnerable

To that sick dangerous feeling

We all know as love

I cried for you

I even lied for you

I died a thousand times for you

I committed endless crimes for you

I sold my soul to some Devil

To do with what he will

Now I’ll lock up my heart

And throw away the key

Love have no part in my destiny

Love have no part in my destiny