Текст песни Wrong French

And there were those films
Made in the Seventies where dolls ran through fields
Late at night, after men
His shirt is my dress
I lost my knees and hands
He drowned my make-up in the white sand
And I'm too tiny for a heart this big
It swells like an ocean
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And he said it won't hurt
And he said it won't hurt
And he said it won't hurt
A lie the size of the sky
And this hotel is dusty and he's locked the door
And the sea's gone so far out I can't see it anymore
I was baking when he kissed me
I put flour in his hair
He rolled me like a bottle, whispering wrong French in my ear