Chrome

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Lyrics


Chrome

So let’s be done with this You said "I want you, I don’t want another I want a girl who knows how to suffer" Chalk down my hands, I need to work the bars dry So now you’re in the middle of someone terrible And you’re carrying a tiny crucible Every raw boy want relief You tough guys with the glass jaws Your pins, your backstage laws Your French positions, your stripper damage It’s more than you can hide More than you can manage

I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the black cotton mafia Last one, done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one

Last one, done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys

You dream of a girl with silver skin You dream of a girl cooled and thinned She’s gone a bit blue around the edges You want a girl who sucks her thumb when she comes You’re just looking for a clean sleep She doesn’t want to see you, she wants to be seen By the cameras, the crews and the soft machines You want a girl who could suck the chrome You’re so rocked and wrapped in anguish Some little tragedy I’m slow to extinguish Watching the suitors stagger home Now I’m butcher Now you’re bone

I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the black cotton mafia I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one

I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys It’s documented (tequila-scented) I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one

You want a girl who’s pale and bled You want a girl who’s easily led Her slim hips, your tight grip Tell me it doesn’t hurt just a little bit boy Come on, copy She doesn’t read you She fed the hand that bit her She doesn’t need you Your fill-in girls, your soft metal foxes Your white receipts Your big, black boxes Life doesn’t mean telling lies It means enduring what you despise

I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one I’m done with the dark boys, through with the dark boys Done with the dark boys, I swear you’ll be the last one

I’m done I’m through


Songwriter: Nicole Blackman
Publishing Information: ℗ 2000 Mute Records Limited

Dates where Chrome was played

Chrome has never been played live.