I I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make only logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing that 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 of living Make playing logical harm And we can top the old clay Making 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
It's now that I'm poor and aging never seen this place again You'll go yourself in the neck
But it's different now that I'm and aging never 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 head Her stories are boring and She's always calling my
She puts the, she puts the weights my little heart And she gets in my room and she takes it She puts the weights into my heart I said, "She puts the into my little heart"
She away, she packs away She packs away, she packs She packs away, she away She away
It's in the way that she Her is never enough She puts the in my heart She puts the, she puts the weights my little heart