I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost lips We can cap the old make playing only logical harm We can cap the old lines playing that nothing 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 I'll see this face again You'll go yourself in the neck
And we can find new ways of Make playing only harm And we can top the old clay 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, bad, oh she's bad
It's different now I'm poor and aging I'll never seen place again You'll go stabbing in the neck
But it's different now that I'm poor and I'll see this place again And you'll go yourself in the neck
It's in the way she poses in the things that she puts in my hair Her stories are and stuff always calling my bluff
She the, she puts the weights into my little heart And she gets in my and she takes it apart She puts the into my little heart I said, "She puts the weights into my heart"
She packs away, she away She packs away, she away She away, she packs away She away
in the way that she walks Her heaven is enough She puts the in my heart She puts the, she the weights into my little heart