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