Glasvegas - I'd Rather Be Dead (Than Be With You)

Oh, you’re looking over your shoulder
Treading carefully
Your steps more and more
You showed me what this world can do
The sheer look of something so cruel

I’d rather be dead than be with you (x2)

Is your conscience rising religiously
Inexplicable reasons your eyes float immorally
You let the sky fire from blue
Remember it could be you someday under this cruel moon

I’d rather be dead than be with you (x3)

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow
But sometime soon
Perhaps when you’re watching T.V,
Going for a walk in the park, drinking tea
Daydreaming, reading magazines,
Counting your spoons, talking on the phone,
Putting your makeup on, or looking for something new
Swapping the all important red shoes for blue
Or any other distraction you normally do
My voice, we’ll catch up
Bringing your little news
Cause somewhere in summertime
I huffed and I puffed
And I blew

I’d rather be dead than be with you (x4)