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