Painted Glove - Delhia De France, Gunne

Sometimes I feel I’ve got to

Run away I’ve got to

Get away

From the pain you drive into the heart of me

The love we share

Seems to go nowhere

And I have lost my light

For I toss and turn, I can’t sleep at night

Now, I know I’ve got to

Run away, I’ve got to

Get away

You don’t really want it any more from me

To make things right

You need someone to hold you tight

And you’ll think love is to pray

But I’m sorry, I don’t pray that way

Oh, tainted love

Tainted love

Tainted love

Oh, tainted love

Tainted love

Tainted love

Oh, tainted love

Tainted love

Tainted love