Letra de Don't Try To Make Me Real
RAY: Ruth, what do you really want? What are you doing here?Make me of clay, make me of steel But whatever you do don't try and make me real Make me your dream, a secretive deal But don't ever scheme to try and make me realStop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me realMake me of shit in a two-tenner deal Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel Whatever I do, whatever I feel By your double standard, I will never be realStop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make meWhy can't you settle for a fantasy? You're so convinced that I'm the man to see I can't live up to What you give up to I fail to see the perfect man in meMake me from your magazine, a listed ideal Dress me in the doll's house your knickers conceal Make me your brother-lover beau-ideal But you will soon discover lover can't be realStop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me realStop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me realDon't try to make me real, Oh no I've got no sympathy Sympathy for someone trying to make me realStop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real