
true-eurt
Maneater
Lovers form a rhythm
The soul dancing of two
No rhyme, nor reason to follow
Hearts given, stripped and bare
Truth the aphrodisiac of love
No holding back of emotional desire
Broken upon the rocks...in battle
They cry......
Honesty has been forsaken
The lies.....
Oh yeah...My roses are yellow
With red on the edge
My violets are purple
with dark blue on their head.
The soul dancing of two
No rhyme, nor reason to follow
Hearts given, stripped and bare
Truth the aphrodisiac of love
No holding back of emotional desire
Broken upon the rocks...in battle
They cry......
Honesty has been forsaken
The lies.....
Oh yeah...My roses are yellow
With red on the edge
My violets are purple
with dark blue on their head.