Do You Really Want To Hurt Me (BBC In Concert) - Culture Club

Give me time

to realise my crime

let me love and steal

i have danced

inside your eyes

how can i be real

Do you really want to hurt me

do you really want to make me cry

precious kisses, words that burn me

lovers never ask you why

in my heart the fire's burning

choose my colour, find a star

precious people always tell me

that's a step a step too far

Do you really want to hurt me

do you really want to make me cry

do you really want to hurt me

do you really want to make me cry

Words are few i have spoken

i could waste a thousand years

wrapped in sorrow, words are token

come inside and catch my tears

you've been talking but believe me

if it's true you do not know

this boy loves without a reason

i'm prepared to let you go

If it's love you want from me

then take it away

everything is not what you see

it's over again

Ððððð (other version) ððððð

i needed time to realize my crime

it was let me love & steal

i did dances inside my mind

now how can i be real

Do you really want to hurt me?

do you really want to make me cry?

no i don't really want to hurt you

then lovers always asked me:

why why why why

In my mind memory's burning

what's your favorite color of your favorite car?

i took a step the step was learning

that that's a step beyond a step too far

Do you really want to hurt me?

do you really want to make me cry?

no i don't really want to hurt you

i told the truth but it was still a lie

The words are few some are unspoken

i could sleep four thousand years

man of sorrows word unbroken

his sweat like blood came down like tears

I've been talking but believe me

i know that it's true

now that there's no more i don't know

i'm in love and love's the reason

i'm not prepared to let you let me go so

if it's love you want then take all of me

it's this love i want i can finally see

Do i really want to hurt you?

do i really want to make you cry?

yes i suppose i want to hurt you

you told the truth but it was still a lie