Texty:
Portishead Live Roseland Nyc Live

I'm so tired of playing Playin' with this bow and arrow I gonna give my heart away Leave it to the other girls to play For I've been a temptress too long

Inside your pretending Crimes have been swept aside Somewhere Where they can forget Divine upper reaches Still holding on This ocean will not be grasped

, the sour time 'Cause nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do After time the bitter taste of innocence descent or race Scattered seed, buried lives