Black Comedy - Culture Club

Sweet cunning eyes try to take from me

You’re too young, I’m too wise, this is parody

A taste of what you like can be fatal sometimes

Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold

The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won’t make me right

'cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

Love, maybe lust, made me sweet sixteen

So my soul lost control, nothing in between

A taste of what you want can be brutal sometimes

Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold

The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won’t make me right

'cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won’t make me right

'cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won’t make me right

'cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy

The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight

Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words won’t make me right

'cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me

Call it fate if you like or black comedy