Description
Main Artist: Anne Hathaway
Producer: Jack Antonoff
Producer: George Daniel
Producer: Charli XCX
Composer Lyricist: Jack Antonoff
Composer Lyricist: Charlotte Aitchison
Composer Lyricist: George Daniel
Composer Lyricist: Anne Hathaway
Lyrics and translation
Original
I'll kill you softly.
So sweetly, kindly. I'm mesmerizing.
It's terrifying.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you tell me that it's never enough. This is your burial.
This is your burial.
This is your burial. Don't come closer.
I'll push you further.
I'm mesmerizing.
I'll bruise your love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love. Born to be the widow of love.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you te-tell me I'm not enough. This is your burial.
This is your burial. This is your burial.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove.
Won't lose myself to a touch.
This black suit fits like a glove.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you te-tell me I'm not enough. This is your burial
English translation
I'll kill you softly.
So sweetly, kindly. I'm mesmerizing.
It's terrifying.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you tell me that it's never enough. This is your burial.
This is your burial.
This is your burial. Don't come closer.
I'll push you further.
I'm mesmerizing.
I'll bruise your love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love. Born to be the widow of love.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you te-tell me I'm not enough. This is your burial.
This is your burial. This is your burial.
This black suit fits like a glove. I was born to be the widow of love.
Won't lose myself to a touch. I was born to be the widow of love.
This black suit fits like a glove.
Won't lose myself to a touch.
This black suit fits like a glove.
My red heart bleeds like a dove, but you te-tell me I'm not enough. This is your burial