My Bloody Valentine - Thorn (Live at Polythetic, North London, UK, October 1988)

Walk all over me Even though you can’t decide Look out, child bride You’ll be on your own Hillside, slip and slide Feel the pain, it’s no surprise Look out, look out Thorn won’t be your love I felt your hair across my skin I didn’t know where to begin A shallow promise in my ear No thoughts, no dreams, no wishes, and no fear The rose is dead, your face serene No memories of things that once did seem To be to me important, too You give me flowers but it’s thorns I give to you Walk all over me Even though you can’t decide Look out, child bride You’ll be on your own Hillside, slip and slide Feel the pain, it’s no surprise Look out, look out Thorn won’t be your love The rose is dead, your face serene No memories of things that once did seem To be to me important, too You give me flowers but it’s thorns I give to you Walk all over me Even though you can’t decide