Cotillas - Immaculate Fools

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