Pretty Girls Make Graves Lyrics

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Upon the sand, upon the bay
"there is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"i'm not the man you think i am
I'm not the man you think i am"

And sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone

And pretty girls make graves
Oh ...

End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "

Oh, i'm not the man you think i am
I'm not the man you think i am

And sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone

And pretty girls make graves
Oh ...

I could have been wild and i could have
Been free
But nature played this trick on me

She wants it now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And i'm too delicate

Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)

I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...

Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...

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Upon the sand, upon the bay 
"there is a quick and easy way" you say 
Before you illustrate 
I'd rather state : 
"i'm not the man you think i am 
I'm not the man you think i am" 
 
And sorrow's native son 
He will not smile for anyone 
 
 
And pretty girls make graves 
Oh ... 
 
 
End of the pier, end of the bay 
You tug my arm, and say : "give in to lust, 
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll 
Soon be dust ... " 
 
 
Oh, i'm not the man you think i am 
I'm not the man you think i am 
 
 
And sorrow's native son 
He will not rise for anyone 
 
 
And pretty girls make graves 
Oh ... 
 
 
I could have been wild and i could have 
Been free 
But nature played this trick on me 
 
 
She wants it now 
And she will not wait 
But she's too rough 
And i'm too delicate 
 
 
Then, on the sand 
Another man, he takes her hand 
A smile lights up her stupid face 
(and well, it would) 
 
 
I lost my faith in womanhood 
I lost my faith in womanhood 
I lost my faith ... 
Oh ... 
 
 
Hand in glove ... 
The sun shines out of our behinds ... 
Oh ...

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