Burn
The Cure
6:39Color me once, color me twice Everything gonna turn out nice Everlasting arms You gotta keep me from these false alarms Alarm, alarm, I see you, so sad Ring, ring, I see you, I'm glad Maybe, maybe the fire of her desire "Patience, patience," said the man Patience, patience, I can't understand Patience like a man to a wife I got patience on my neck like a cold, cold knife I said, Jack be nimble, Jack fall dead Jack bend over and give Jilly head Oh, you gotta help my body heal my soul Dead men working, a sinner, a saint Mixing up a pail of paint Painted the house, black as night When the sun came up, the house was white Gotta go on (go on) You gotta go on (go on) We gotta go on (go on) You gotta go on You gotta go on (go on) Go on (go on) Go on (go on) Try and live life like I couldn't