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PLACEBO - Every You Every Me lyrics

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Sucker love is heaven sent.<br>You pucker up, our passion's spent.<br>My hearts a tart, your body's rent.<br>My body's broken, yours is spent.<br><br>Carve your name into my arm.<br>Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.<br>Cuz there's nothing else to do,<br>Every me and every you.<br><br>Sucker love, a box I choose.<br>No other box I choose to use.<br>Another love I would abuse,<br>No circumstances could excuse.<br><br>In the shape of things to come.<br>Too much poison come undone.<br>Cuz there's nothing else to do,<br>Every me and every you.<br>Every me and every you,<br>Every me...he<br><br>Sucker love is known to swing.<br>Prone to cling and waste these things.<br>Pucker up for heavens sake.<br>There's never been so much at stake.<br><br>I serve my head up on a plate.<br>It's only comfort, calling late.<br>Cuz there's nothing else to do,<br>Every me and every you.<br>Every me and every you,<br>Every me...he<br><br>Every me and every you,<br>Every me...he<br><br>Like the naked leads the blind.<br>I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.<br>Sucker love I always find,<br>Someone to bruise and leave behind.<br><br>All alone in space and time.<br>There's nothing here but what here's here's mine.<br>Something borrowed, something blue.<br>Every me and every you.<br>Every me and every you,<br>Every me...he<br><br>Every me and every you,<br>Every me...he (x4)

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Monday 17th of October 2011 08:12
Every You Every Me” is part of the second album “Without You I`m Nothing” of the British alternative rock band Placebo, which reached the 11th place in the UK Singles Chart. The lyrics were written by performer Brian Molko and Paul Campion, lead singer of the band AC Acoustics and was featured on the Cruel Intentions soundtrack. <br>This is one song you definitely will not dedicate to someone you love, despite the seemingly adoring lyrics. This "sucker love" is infatuation mixed with lust, a kind of immature love you feel when you're desperate and alone.</br>