I wish I could eat the off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make playing only harm We can cap the old lines make playing that nothing will change
But she can read, she can She can read, she can read, bad She can read, she can She can read, she's bad, oh bad
But different now that I'm poor and aging I'll see this face again You'll go stabbing in the neck
And we can find new ways of Make playing only logical And we can top the old clay Making that nothing else will
But she can read, she can She can read, she can read, bad She can read, she can She can read, bad, oh she's bad
It's different now I'm poor and aging I'll seen this place again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now I'm poor and aging I'll never see this place And you'll go stabbing yourself in the
It's in the way she poses It's in the things she puts in my head Her stories are boring and She's always my bluff
She puts the, she puts the into my little heart And she gets in my room and she takes it She puts the weights into my heart I said, "She the weights into my little heart"
She packs away, she packs She packs away, she away She away, she packs away She away
It's in the way that she Her is never enough She the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the weights my little heart