My Curse - The Afghan Whigs

You hurt me baby

I flinch so when you do Your kisses scourge me Hyssop in your perfume

Oh, I do not fear you

And slave I only use

As a word to describe the special way I feel for you

You look like me And I look like no one else

We need no other

As long as we have ourselves

But I won’t cry about it Every time you get obsessed

Every time I came undressed

All ugly thoughts are gone

I’m sure we’ll all be friends

I’ll try to break your back

You’ll try to make amends

Curse softly to me baby

And smother me in your love

Temptation comes not from hell but from above

And there’s blood on my teeth

When I bite my tongue to speak

Zip me down, kiss me there

I can smile now

You won’t find out ever

Hurt me baby

I flinch so when you do Your kisses scourge me Hyssop in your perfume

Oh I do not fear you

And slave I only use as a word to describe

The way I feel when I’m with you

If I have to lie about it everytime I came undressed