Polly Scattergood

Polly Scattergood - Unforgiving Arms

Harm you to fall into my unforgiving arms
Into my unforgiving arms

He’s a typical writer
Always in love with what is gone
And I am a, a typical sinner
With a knife inside my back jean-pocket
And a weather girl
With a pretty little pearl or two
To keep him happy
In a unforgiving world
Full of cheats and creeps
Who lick the crumbs up
They lick the crumbs up
And steal the magic

So would it
Harm you to fall into my unforgiving arms
Into my unforgiving arms
Into my unforgiving arms

Would it
Harm you to fall into my unforgiving arms
Into my unforgiving arms
Into my unforgiving arms