It's you that he wants But it's me that you need If you don't break his heart tonight Then tomorrow I will bleed My blood on your hands When he's down on bended knee It's me you've always wanted It's you, you that I need. Blood on the tracks Tracks of my tears From the dark side of the spoon To those golden brown deals The breaks have failed Can't find no gear Losing your grip, losing your grip on the steering wheel Has it come to this Is this the goodbye kiss 'Cos if you say it is Then that's the way love is We've got your cards marked And those dark bars Can't hide those fresh scars All you smell is the gutter When you are looking up at the night stars