Dick's Slow Song - Tindersticks

Don’t bring that stuff to bed

I’ve gotta fall with a clear head

Don’t tell me of those mirrors

I’ll show you what you want to see

Pay no mind to those voices

I’ll show you what you want to hear

Of course, it doesn’t matter what you see

You’re beautiful to me

It doesn’t matter what they say

I want you anyway

So we live in the city Come over here

No, leave on the light

Beautiful things get run down

There’s no more to say To let you know it’s alright

There’s a fine door that you open

There’s no door

There’s no option

You knew this from the start

You made a fist around your heart

I don’t need to know

But she must want to show me

It’s just for yourself

I can’t forgive you anything

It doesn’t matter what you see

You’re beautiful to me

It doesn’t matter what they say

I want you anyway

Don’t bring that stuff to bed I’ll touch you here

Gotta fall with a clear head Does it make you cry?

Don’t bring that stuff to bed Don’t hide those tears

Gotta fall with a clear head You know they’re alright