The Cure – It’s Not You scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 You wear your smile Like it was going out of fashion Dress to inflame But douse any ideas of passion You carry your love in a trinket Hanging round your throat Always inviting Always exciting But I must not take off my coat Well I’m tired of hanging around I want someone new I’m not sure who I’ve got in mind But I know It’s not you You ask me questions That I never wanted to hear I am the only one Just until you finish this year I would murder you If I had an alibi Here in my hand But you just laugh Beause you don’t understand That I’m tired of hanging around I want somebody new I’m not sure Who I’ve got in mind But I know that it’s not you It’s not you It’s not you It’s not you