Do you see me sitting I'm for you to say anything Head hung low, kicking stones Kicking stones down the to hell now I'm waiting for you to say anything, anything,
I you are the only one My little of heaven You know I am the one Your bitter of hell
Your eyes the end is creeping in need thirty-seven stitches to keep the pain in I know you are the one On the darkest of the sun On the side of the sun, ooh yeah
the piper's sweet whistling Guided down the path by the hand Close my eyes for the of a better view my ears so I couldn't hear you
And I you are the one And you I am the one Your taste of hell
I you are the only one A little taste of And you know I am the one Your taste of hell
Your eyes the end is creeping in I'll need thirty-seven stitches, to the pain in I know you are the one On the side of the sun
Do you see me sitting Still waiting for you to say Head hung low kicking stones Kicking stones the road to hell now I'm for you, I'm waiting for you, just say anything, yeah
I know you are the one A little taste of And you I am the only one Your bitter taste of
Your scream the end is creeping in need thirty-seven stitches, thirty-seven stitches, yeah I you are the only one On the side of the sun
I know, I know, the darkest of the sun You are the one on the side of the sun