I I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make only logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing 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
But it's different now I'm poor and aging I'll never see face again You'll go yourself in the neck
And we can find new ways of Make only logical harm And we can top the old times Making 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
different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never seen this place You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now that I'm poor and I'll never see this again And go stabbing yourself in the neck
in the way that she poses It's in the things she puts in my head Her are boring and stuff She's always my bluff
She puts the, she puts the weights into my little And she gets in my room and she it apart She puts the weights my little heart I said, "She puts the into my little heart"
She away, she packs away She packs away, she away She packs away, she away She packs
It's in the way she walks Her heaven is enough She the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the into my little heart