Testo
I don't care what you do to yourself
If you hurt yourself, that's on you
I don't know the woman you are
Beneath the girl we all see
That's on me
Like a chandelier about to fall
You're all I hear, or nothing at all
Tell me what do you mean
When you say
"I'll sell my body to you"
Who're you talking to?
"I'll pay the amount that's due"
Back home they all talk about you
'Cause they're not sure what to think
You know me, I'm the listening type
And you know my heart just sinks
When they say, "She's a dirty fuck
Who's going to hell
Made for the streets and the alleys as well"
Promise you I don't think that
I don't think that
I don't think that
I don't think that
If I see you in Amsterdam
I'll make sure I say hi
But I might not recognise you
'Cause I'm not used to seeing your face
In the red light