كلمات Bones Of Love

She's sipping a cappuccino Like a cat sipping out of a bowl He's black espresso To start his heart from going cold He's thinking 'cognac' But afraid his hands might shake She's checking her make-up Her smile's giving nothing away You better kill me before I kill you You look good in black Who'll pay the bill and keep on walking Will get a hole in their back Two faded tourists Their visas have long expired Two forgotten journalists Whose headlines have retired What's that in his pocket? They aint Chinese banknotes What's that in her handbag? That's no bar of gold You better kill me before I kill you You look good in black Who'll pay the bill and keep on walking Will get a hole in their back Two suntanned lovers Love didn't die, it just went dry Fading into the sunset Those bones of love passing by You better kill me before I kill you You look good in black Who'll pay the bill and keep on walking Will get a hole in their back You better kill me before I kill you You look good in black Who'll pay the bill and keep on walking Will get a hole in their back