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 else 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 it's different now that I'm poor and I'll see this face again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
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 never seen this again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now that I'm and aging I'll see this place again And you'll go yourself in the neck
in the way that she poses It's in the things she puts in my hair Her are boring and stuff She's always my bluff
She puts the, she the weights into my little heart And she gets in my and she takes it apart She puts the weights into my heart I said, "She puts the weights my little heart"
She away, she packs away She packs away, she away She away, she packs away She away
in the way that she walks Her is never enough She puts the weights in my She puts the, she puts the weights into my heart