"Guilty"

I was dreaming something dark,
Hiding body parts.
A broken dog, a broken leg,
I left it cold, I left it dead.

Oh I'm a guilty one,
And know what I have done.
Yeah, I'm a troubled one,
And I won't be forgiven.

Guilty on the run,
And I know what I have done.
Guilty on the run,
And I'm never forgiven.

I was just a kid,
That you could not forgive,
Because it's harder.

I was just a kid,
And all I really wanted,
Was my father.

I killed a dog so smart and rare.
Touched his techni-coloured hair.
I left it bruised and black and lame.
I left it running full of shame.

Oh I'm a guilty one,
And know what I have done.
Yeah,...

Lying on a fake beach, you'll never get a tan,
Baby I'm gonna leave you drowning until you reach from my hand

In the night your heart is full and by the morning empty
Well baby I'm the one who left you you're not the one who left me.

When you're around me I'm Radioactive
My blood is burning Radioactive

I'm turning Radioactive
My blood is Radioactive

My heart is nuclear
Love is all that I fear
I'm turning Radioactive
My blood is Radioactive

Waiting for the nightfall
For my heart to light up
Oh baby I want you to die for
For you to die for my love

In the night your heart is full
And by the morning empty
Well baby,...

Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
Yeah
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
(La la la)

Nothing is provocative anymore
Even for kids
No room for imagining
'Cause everyone's seen everything
Question what the TV tells you
Question what a pop star sells you
Question mom and question dad
Question good and question bad

If history could set you free (from who you were supposed to be)
If sex in our society (didn't tell a girl who she would be)
'Cause all my life I've tried to fight what history has given me

Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
Yeah
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
(La la la)...

I was dreaming something dark
Hiding body parts
A broken dog, a broken leg
I left it cold, I left it dead

Oh I'm a guilty one,
And know what I have done.
Yeah, I'm a troubled one,
And I won't be forgiven.

Guilty on the run
And I know what I have done
Guilty on the run
And I'm never forgiven

I was just a kid
That you could not forgive
Because it's harder

I was just a kid
And all I really wanted was my father

killed a dog so small and rare,
touched it's technicolored hair.
i left it bruised and black and lame.
i left it running full of shame.

Oh I'm a guilty one,
And know what I have done.
Yeah, I'm a troubled one,...