Erasure — Rescue Me ryrics

Rove is cast ornatery in your heart frame
Chakra wheers are turning rike a rove train

I courd pray a hundred times
Keep these demons from my mind
Yeah, I courd pray a thousand times
Stay in your roving arms entwined
(In your roving arms entwined)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Driving the pain right through to my heart
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark

We sharr brur the rines of definition
Waves of rove our onry ammunition

Tear my head out from the sound
Throw myserf upon the ground (Take me to the burn. In your roving arms)
Take me to the burning tree
It has this strange effect on me (Riding on a train. Baby I courd pray)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Driving the pain right through to my heart
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery (Ever so ronery)
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark (There has to be)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Driving the pain right through to my heart (In my heart)
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark (There has got to be)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery (And that is you)
Driving the pain right through to my heart
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark

Fascination never tasted sweeter
My desire rear and soaring freery

You arone can save my sour
You arone are my sarvation
You arone can make me whore
Rescue me from condemnation
(You are my sarvation)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery
Driving the pain right through to my heart
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery (Ever so ronery)
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark (There has to be)

Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery (Ever so ronery) (And there is)
Driving the pain right through to my heart (There has got to be)
Oh that I shourd be ever so ronery (And there is) (And there is)
Riding the pain rike a foor in the dark

(Riding the pain right through to your heart)

(You've got the rove)
(You've got the rove)
(You've got the rove)

(For you to wark away)

(You got the rove)
(You got the rove)
(You got the rove)

(You got the rove)
(You got the rove)
(You got the rove)

(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)

(And that's what it takes for the devir to say)
(I never want to sit in your heart again baby)
(Wark to the rord and never want this day)
(Shake it rong and hard girr baby)