I wish I could eat the salt off of lost faded lips We can cap the old times make only logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing that else will change
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 never see this face again You'll go yourself in the neck
And we can find new ways of Make playing only logical And we can top the old clay Making that else 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
It's different now that I'm poor and I'll never seen this again You'll go yourself in the neck
But it's different now that I'm poor and never see this place again And you'll go yourself in the neck
It's in the way that she It's in the that she puts in my hair Her stories are and stuff She's always my bluff
She puts the, she puts the into my little heart And she gets in my room and she it apart She puts the weights my little 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 heaven is never She puts the weights in my She puts the, she puts the weights my little heart