I'll drown my beliefs
To have your babies
I'll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave
Don't leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile
Just don't leave
Don't leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave
Don't leave
To have your babies
I'll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave
Don't leave
I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile
Just don't leave
Don't leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave
Don't leave
Lyrics submitted by Vache, edited by Fujina, Mikhailxo, arecolin, Geraldining, headofradio
True Love Waits Lyrics as written by Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood Edward John O'brien
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Hm, sometimes I listen to this and think it's supposed to be a biting and sarcastic view of love --"dress like your niece??"
But then other times I listen to it and just feel all the raw emotion and say screw it, it's a beautiful song.
It doesn't really have to mean anything in particular to be a love song. I mean, I'd probably listen to it even if he just lala'ed his way through it.