Please Sister

With a sampled heartbeat and a stolen soul,
I sold my songs to have my fortune told,
And it said: «You should know that love will never die,
But see how it kills you in the blink of an eye»
I know of love as a hot white light
That knocks you down and then leaves you dry.
Oh, how can it be, sweet mama tell me why,
Why all love’s disciples have to wither and die?
Please, sister, help me, come on, do what you should,
Please give me something, I’m not doing so good
I’m gone, done wrong, is there nothing you can say?
Please, sister, help me, I’m not feeling OK.
Give me belief that my time will come,
And a toll-free helpline if I find someone.
But she said: «you gave away what you never really had
And now your purse is empty, I can see why you’re sad»
Oh, please, sister, help me, come on, do what you should,
Please give me something, I’m not doing so good,
I’m gone, done wrong, is there nothing you can say?
Please, sister, help me, can you make me feel OK?
So if it’s true that love will never die,
Then why do the lovers work so hard… to stay… alive?
Please…
Oh, please, sister, help me!
Please give me something…
Oh, please, sister, you know I do what I can,
Oh, sweet mama, please just send me a man,
'cause I’m gone, gone… Is there nothing you can give?
Please, sister, help me, I just need some love to live.
Just a little love to live…
And a little love to sing…