Femmes Damnées Lyrics

You sound unreal this time, like some awful Baudelaire

I don't believe you this time. I don't believe you.



You look unreal this this time, like the fabulous queens

Out in all the bars. You know what that means.



Now potential kisses fall into the street

Like wasted winter breath? hurts your chest down to your feet.



And this, your shame

Is it so strange?

When I say love

You tremble at the name