Singles Lyrics & Chords By Arthur Beatrice

Growling into the gloom
In flaming dark room
It never ends well

And I
Can stand for myself
Bereft of your wealth
And all to lose
It's new

And I could do with a face like yours
To get me through hard times
To be approached by so many fathers
But never relied on mine
Never relied on mine

Blows
So fatally dealt
Gone south of the belt
I know it so well

But how could I mind
What once was so high
That bothers, entwines?

And I could do with a face like yours
To get me through hard times
To be approached by so many fathers
But never relied on mine

And I meant to say
The things I meant
Only for longing to see your sense
But honestly, so honestly
It's all for your own good, baby

I could do with a face like yours
To get me through hard times
To be approached by so many fathers
But never relied on mine
Never relied on mine