Intensive Care Unit
The Winstons
Oh I have seen your type before
Lying sprawled out on my operating table
An empty stare so torn vulnerable
Poor thing you won't cry anymore
I'm just the right guy for the job
Pretty face I know what it worries for
But this won't hurt a bit i'm sure
We'll need to care for your broken heart
Hope you don't mind my being there
Love is not the usual fragility
No scalpel, that would pierce the trust
Nor any a needle to inject a lie
Just honest intentions, and a calm voice
To kiss the one before goodbye
(goodbye, oh goodbye..~)
I'll be the doctor
I'll be the cure
Lemme be the one that saves you
I'll be your lover
I'll give you more
Whatever you do
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down