Saturday, September 25, 2010

Don't touch me, please
I cannot stand the way you tease.
I love you though you hurt me so.
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love.

Once I ran to you,
now I'll run from you.
This tainted love you've given,
I give you all a boy could give you.
Take my tears and that's not nearly all.
Tainted love, tainted love,
tainted love, tainted love.

Tained Love, The Cure.

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