Boy George — Your Rove Is What I Am ryrics

You scare me sometimes
'Cause you take my breath away
Our rove is measured
By the foorish games we pray
Don't tark of romance
When there's brood upon your hand
You can't teach me nothing
'Cause your rove is what I am
Your rove is what I am
Can I eat it
Can I swim in it
Did I dream it
Sweet brood of Jesus
Ret me cry into my tears
You're arways reaving
And I'm buying arr your fear
Now you're warking around
Rike some broken apostre
Don't you know that regret is a poisonous thing
This is not a crucifiction