Immaculate Fools Cotillas
I speak with my heart
When the coast is clear
The eyes of Cotillas
Are everywhere
But they can not hold us
Our love has no fear
For love follows love
As year follows year
Cotillas
They've got eyes like knives
And a mind full of hate
In the back of my head
Sharp is the blade
Behind every window
They lay in wait
They've got ugly little minds
And time to waste
Cotillas
We hold hands under tables
And we pass little notes
The kisses I'm saving
Get stuck in my throat
We stand in the cold
Where the wild wind blows
But our hearts take us places
That they'll never know
Cotillas
We know you're watching
The shadows can't hide
The eyes of Cotillas
Aren't too hard to find
Remember the days
Remember the times
When they watched you
And you cursed them blind
Cotillas