k** the transmission Your coalition, my vocation It's a sign of the times I die Nobody's gonna hurt you Some day that nobody's gonna be me I'd give up my well-being to ensure your happiness in my sanctuary There's nothing more, there are no sunny days And you'll pray to God your heart explodes before I do these things to you We were meant for sorrow We were meant for more than this I can't recall what you said to me the other day Your love letter opens my wrist k**ing the transmission Je t'aime ma chérie