She spins him lines
From old forty-fives
To slip into the zone
Explores to find
His colours behind
The curtains that she closed
She sees red
She sees red
Fantasies of love, instead
All she sees is red
Lust for the colours in his head
All she sees is red
Carved out of lies
She splinters and finds
Her way under his skin
Swayed by the time
She makes up her mind
With patience wearing thin
She sees red
She sees red
Fantasies of love, instead
All she sees is red
Lust for the colours in his head
All she sees is red
He's bleeding for the cover of her bed
All she sees is red
Wait!
I can't be here with you
I have dug into another lover
They need to know who you are
To know you're from Mars
So they can dump their scars on you through the ozone
Well, I can't define
This tension that has built up inside
From when I gravitated to your irresistible thighs
We cast our love on a line
And when we get a bite
We reel like f***ing reptiles