Portrait of Red - The Virginmarys

Baby is bored of life,

She sleeps from 9−5,

Wakes up in time,

To beat the hell out of me tonight,

Do me some harm

Come on and do me some harm.

Scratch out your life,

Paint me a portrait of red,

Beat out the truth,

When I am lying in bed,

Come on and do me some harm,

Do me some harm.

I’m watching my girl taking out her aggression,

A pain from her hell, feels like a pain from my heaven,

Hands round my throat, my baby teaches a lesson,

I see all sorts of colours.

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a, like a…

Force my head down,

Make me taste the disgrace,

Don’t bottle it up,

Don’t put your anger to waste,

Come on and do me some harm,

Do me some harm.

I’m watching my girl taking out her aggression,

A pain from her hell, feels like a pain from my heaven,

Hands round my throat, my baby teaches a lesson,

I see all sorts of colours.

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a, like a…

You gotta, you gotta, you gotta

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body like a canvas

Baby, treat my body…

You gotta, you gotta, you gotta