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