Afiches

Cruel on the poster
The ad hits hard, cruel on the poster
And in the fetish of a paper ad
Illusions are sold
Hearts are raffled off
And here you come
Selling the last shred of youth
Loading me up with the cross again
Cruel on the poster, you laugh, my heart!
Makes you want to blow your brains out in a corner!

Night falls at the gate
Her skin's got dark circles
Her brush moistens the air
And with it, she brings spring
But what?
Your things are here but you’re not
Because you’re something for everyone, yeah
Like a mannequin in a shop window
I fought by your side, for you
For God’s sake, and I lost you!

I gave you a home
I was always broke, but I gave you a home!
I ran out of smiles from fighting
Fighting for you
Bleeding for you
Then the truth
Is rubbing your palate with sand
And drowning without being able to scream
I gave you a home
It was love's fault!
Makes you want to blow your brains out in a corner!