Ah

Oh, Lilian
Look what you've done
You've stripped my heart
Ripped it apart
In the name of fun

Oh, Lilian
I'm a poor man's son
And precious jewels
Weren't found in schools
Where I came from

Pain and misery always hit the spot
Knowing you can't lose what you haven't got

Oh, Lilian
I should have run
I should have known
Each dress you own
Is a loaded gun

Oh, Lilian

Ah
Ah
Ah

Oh, Lilian
I need protection
I hear your voice
And any choice I had is gone

Oh, Lilian
Once I begun
I couldn't stop 'til every drop
Of blood was sung

Pain and misery always hit the spot
Knowing you can't lose what you haven't got

Oh, Lilian
Look what you've done
You stripped my heart
Ripped it apart
In the name of fun

Oh, Lilian
Ah
Oh, Lilian
Ah
Oh, Lilian
Ah
Oh, Lilian
Ah

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Writer(s): Martin Gore