if love is a red dress hang me in rags

Pulp Fiction (trilha-sonora)

My heart is empty.
Your eyes are dark.
Once we were hungry,
Now we are full.
These chains that bind us,
Can t beat these chains.
If love is shelter,
I m gonna walk in the rain.

You were my angel.
Now, you are real.
So like a stranger,
Colder than steel.
The morning after,
You know what you bring.
If love is a red dress,
Well, hang me in rags.

Away.
There goes the fairy tale.
Lord, ain t it a shame?
In all this comfort,
I can t take the strain.

If we played even,
I d be your queen.
But someone was cheatin .
And it wasn t me.
I ve laid it on the table,
You had something back.
If love is Aces,
Give me the Jack.