Blues - The Hardkiss

These kinds of stories always have nice beginnings

His name was Thomas and almost we were committing crimes

Lying on the green grass and recovering

Every night I discovered myself deep inside his skin

But he always disappears

There’s no love no blood no tears

Baby, leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me, --!

Leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me all alone

I’m sitting in a Spanish cafe over half an hour

I’m waiting for new love, for a new touch I can discover

But it’s all useless I can’t be much stronger

All I’ve got is his tattoo his mark deep inside my mind

But he always disappears

There’s no love no blood no tears

Baby, leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me, --!

Leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me all alone

But he always disappears

There’s no love no blood no tears

Baby, leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me, --!

Leaves me, tomorrow he’ll leave me all alone