Love is a number - white rose movement

Home fires, nothing left to do,Not the same old point of view...say you doLittle bitches, learn my tricks,All defences i stick up your faceAnd love is a numberI died on the carpet, now that is a scene!Volleys of angels, i spread them with wingsOvertouched... love is a numberOne of the lies, one of the looks, one of the times...I've just left the houseI'm through making outWith my dreamsWell i feel left outI'm through making out:Love is a number.Midnight, walks aloneThe secret is up, your face is down,And love is a number(gika-gika!) and to the men who chose lies:What is science, when history's in doubt?Some saySome say sex sellsSome saySome say sex sells (etc)I've just left the room, i no more can consumeThis kiss (...this kiss)Those kisses we madeThe messes... we meant it?Home fires, nothing left to doNever wasting words with youSay you doShallow secrets cross my headAll the symbols i stick in your headThat love is a numberAnd you're wailing, you're wailing, you're wailing, it's trueI fucking love myselfI better love youSome say / some say sex sells (i better love you)Some say / some say sex sells (i think about you you)Some say / some say sex sells (i always speak the truth)Some say / some say sex sells (i think about you)I think about you...