I I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make playing logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing 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, she's bad, oh bad
But different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this 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, bad, oh she's bad
different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never seen place again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now I'm poor and aging I'll never see place again And go stabbing yourself in the neck
It's in the way that she It's in the things that she in my hair Her stories are boring and She's always calling my
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 packs away, she away She packs away, she packs She packs away, she away She away
It's in the way she walks Her heaven is enough She the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the weights into my heart