Placebo - Every You Every Me

Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion's spent. My hearts a tart, your body's rent. My body's broken, yours is spent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse. In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and ever