Dead Against It – David Bowie (from “The Buddha Of Suburbia” soundtrack)By And when she drownsWithin and in the fizzy gin, begins to sigh“Good god” or “My” I cry and die and lie besideShe is the apple in my eyeShe talked to GodI couldn’t copeOr’d hope elopedA dope, she ropedThis salty lieAnd when she’s dreaming, I believeAnd when she’s reading, I retreatCan’t believe herTelling me she’s dead againTelling me she’s dead against itAnd deep my woundWithin for every second chance it was thy-toreFrom deep within, despite the rain, my words are wornShe loves to talk into the phoneNo matter whoNo matter whenNo matter whereNo better than the faulty lineAnd when she’s dreaming, I believeAnd when she’s reading, I retreatCan’t believe herTelling me she’s dead againTelling me she’s dead against it www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20