In a world of wild nights and fleeting romances, our protagonist dances with the devil, literally and metaphorically. She indulges in reckless escapades, from a bass-playing lover to a false vagabond, all while nursing an unending hangover of youthful indiscretions. Yet, amid these dalliances emerges Pierre - a man who speaks more through his eyes than broken English. But alas! The specter of past love lingers, causing her to build walls around her heart. Her defensive mechanism? Spinning webs of lies to keep the old flame at bay. It's a tantalizing tale of love, lies, and longing that leaves us wondering if she'll ever let down her guard or forever be a prisoner to her own deceptions.
Pierre
Lyrics
I danced in the desert, in the pouring rain
Drank with the devil and forgot my name
Woke with somebody when the morning came
No one there to shame me for my youth
'Cause I wouldn't be with you
And then I found me a lover who could play the bass
He's kinda quiet, but his body ain't
Spend the days dreaming and the nights awake
Doin' things we know we shouldn't do
'Cause I wouldn't be with you
Says he can't believe he found me
Wraps his arms around me
Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
I can't let him in
You call me up and ask me how I've been
I'll call your bluff and
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
No, I can't let him in
You play me rough, but I won't let you in
So, call my bluff, I'll
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Oh, count down to the day they may come true
And I fell for a vagabond, a month at tops
Lied and said his bike was in the "motor shop
Drove my car once and made the tire pop
Still we had some fun, till I came to
'Cause I wouldn't be with you
On the Fourth of July, I met a man, Pierre
Lied about his age, but I didn't care
Spoke in broken English but the heart was there
In those eyes of sky and ocean blue
'Cause I wouldn't be with you
Says he can't believe he found me
Wraps his arms around me
Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
I can't let him in
You call me up and ask me how I've been
I'll call your bluff and
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
No, I can't let them in
You play me rough, but I won't let you in
So, call my bluff, I'll
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
Oh, count down to the day they may come true
I'm counting dow-ow-ow-ow-own
I'm still so dow-ow-ow-ow-own
I'll come around
Writer(s): BENJAMIN JOSEPH LEVIN, ERIN MICHELLE WUTHRICH, MICHAEL JOHN ANGELAKOS, RYAN B. TEDDER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
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