Love Of A Victim - Kayak

The knocks on my door

Yes, I’ve heard them before

But I ain’t got the nerve to refuse again

You came to me smilin'

Been slippin' and slidin'

But you know too well I’m your lovin' man

But I guess you don’t know

It’s the love of a victim

Nevertheless

You go on and you press me

To do all the things that you want me to

You once were my harbour

Said you liked my armour

Don’t blame me for what I’ve been going through

I guess you don’t know

It’s the love of a victim

Yes, you’re right

Now I only wake up at night

And you are next to me

Cold as ice

You should always have been the guide

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