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The Cure - Reloaded 4 - Cut Here
Reloaded 4
Disc 1
01. Sing
02. There's a Star
03. Don't Panic
04. Knives Out
05. Handbags and Gladrags
06. Hyper Music
07. A Man Needs to Be Told
08. Trees
09. 60 Miles an Hour
10. F.E.A.R.
11. Let Robeson Sing
12. Newborn
13. Flavor of the Weak
14. Nite and Fog
15. Song From Hope St (Brooklyn, NY)
16. Stop Your Crying
17. Freelove
18. We Belong in This World Together
19. Ya Mama
Disc 2
01. Bohemian Like You
02. Just a Day
03. New York, New York
04. Step on My Old Size Nines
05. Love Is the Key
06. Salt Sweat Sugar
07. Juxtapozed With U
08. The Rock Show
09. Fat Lip
10. Hash Pipe
11. A Little Respect
12. Hanging by a Moment
13. The People That We Love
14. Souljacker, Part I
15. Main Offender
16. This Is Love
17. Empty at the End
18. Cut Here
19. Elevation (Tomb Raider mix)
20. Party Hard
So we meet again and I offer my hand
All dry and English slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah, it's a look I used to know
Three long years and your favourite man
Is that any way to say hello?
And you hold me
Like you'll never let me go
Like you'll never let me go

Oh, come on and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while
Oh, I wish I could and I will
But now I just don't have the time
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye
I still see that look in your eye
So dizzy Mr. Busy, too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute, sometime soon, maybe next time, make it June
Until later doesn't always come

Until later

Doesn't always come

It's so hard to think it ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
I should really watch you dance
Because it's hard to think I'll never get another chance
To hold you, to hold you
But chilly Mr. Dilly, too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second, just hang on, all in good time
Won't be long until later
I should've stopped to think, I should've made the time

I could've had that drink, I could've talked a while
I would've done it right, I would've moved us on
But I didn't, now it's all too late
It's over and you're gone

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much

But how many times can I walk away and wish, if only?
How many times can I talk this way and wish, if only?
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish if only, but if only is a wish too late