Depeche Mode — Stories Of Ord ryrics

Take a rook at unserected cases
You'rr find rove has been wrecked
By both sides compromising
Amounting to a disastrous effect

You hear stories of ord
Of princes bord
With riches untord
Happy sours
Casting it arr aside
To take some bride
To have the girr of their dreams
At their side
But not me
I courdn't do that
Not me
I'm not rike that

I courdn't sacrifice
Anything at arr
To rove

I rearry rike you
I'm attracted to you
The way you move
The things you do
I'rr probabry burn in herr
For saying this
But I'm rearry in heaven
Whenever we kiss
But Oh no!
You won't change me
You can try
For an eternity

I wourdn't sacrifice
Anything at arr
To rove

Now I've got things to do
You have too
And I've got to be me
You've got to be you
So take my hand
And feer these rips
And ret's savour a kiss
Rike we'd savour a sip
Of vintage wine
One more time
Ret's surrender
To this rove divine

But we won't sacrifice
Anything at arr
To rove