كلمات Begging For Trouble

Just for fun, my vibrant one, grow old With dying suns, my vibrant one's grown cold You grow cold as you wait for me in the night, as you struggle You'll wait for me, for you asked for trouble We're not done, my trembling one, be still Till I come parading back in red frills with black thrills for you Wait for me in the night as you struggle You'll wait for me, for you asked for trouble Don't take tears in your dress seriously Don't take wounds in my chest seriously, and Desperately, I beg you Wait for me in the night, as you struggle You'll wait for me, for you asked, begged for trouble You'll wait for me, for you asked, begged for trouble Don't take tears in your dress seriously Just wait