Indochine - The Lovers lyrics
Indochine [Nicola Sirkis, Dominique Nicolas] Paris, France 🇫🇷
[Indochine - The Lovers lyrics]
All this pretending, God knows that we tried
I've been a doctor for the last time
If we weren't so good at it
We would have both been fine
I knock you down bruise you with my words
I patch you up now it's your turn
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it
I've been your lover for the last time
This fight is over
Hear the bell ringing out it's the
End of the Final round
I've been your doctor for the last time
If we weren't so good at it
We would have both been fine
You knock me down cut me with a stare
You patch me up now it's my turn
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it
What is this thing called
Love that you speak?
We're out of it, we're out of it