You're dressed to kill, and guess who's dying....

Strange Currencies by REM

I don't know why you're mean to me

When I call on the telephone

And I don't know what you mean to me

But I wanna turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, I wanna take you on

These words you will be mine

These words you will be mine all the time

The fool might be my middle name

But I'd be foolish not to say

I'm gonna make whatever it takes, ring you up, call you down

Sign your name secret love

Make it rhyme, take you there and make you mine

These words you will be mine

These words you will be mine all the time  oh...

I tripped and fell, did I fall

What I want to feel, I wanna feel it now

You know with love comes strange currencies

And here is my appeal

I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance

A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath

Just to fool myself, to catch myself, to make it real (real)

These words, you will be mine

These words, you will be mine all the time  (oh...)

 These words, you will be mine

These words , they haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat, make me pray

                     #RIPTara