You're in the middle of your high life
When the wounded start to cry
Oh yeah, oh yeah
When the fear lasts all night
And the rumors start to light
Oh yeah, oh yeah
When you go running
Through the signal-lit streets
Then your heart has
To approach it differently
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
He don't need your, you don't need your
Funny games
You try to make it through one song
And it's just silent all the way home
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Just before the summer solstice
You try to find out where your heart's missed
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And you go running
Through the dirty, endless streets
And when he holds you
You can't decipher what that means
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
If you have to be loved like that, love gentle
If you have to be loved that bad, love gently
He can't play your, you don't need your
He can't play your, you don't need your
