Punish کے بول

Whatever's wrong with me I will take to bed I give in so easy Nature chews on me Little death like lead Poisonous and heavy It has always been this way It has always been this way I am punished by love I am punished by love In the morning I will mar myself again He was a natural Plauché, saying: You won't forget this Shame is sharp, and my skin gives so easy Only God knows, only God would believe That I was an angel, but they made me leave They made me leave I am punished by love I am punished by love I am punished by love I am punished by love