Loves Me Not
Juan Alban, Dan Houlihan, Epicure (Pop)
Give me the hands to choke the life from my eyes
Give me a place to dry my tears tonight
Give me the arms to hold you close one last time
Up with the moon and the stars and the satellites
She don't love me anymore
She’s hanging with ghosts behind her bedroom wall
And they say that's the price you must pay
Put your hands in your pockets as you lead me away
Give me the hands to choke the lifе from my eyes
Give mе a place to dry my tears tonight
Give me the arms to hold you one last time
Up with the moon and the stars and the satellites
She don't love me anymore
She’s hanging with ghosts behind her bedroom wall
And they say that's the price you must pay
Put your hands in your pockets as you lead me away