I wish I eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times playing only 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 different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face You'll go yourself in the neck
And we can new ways of living Make playing only logical And we can top the old clay Making that nothing else 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 seen this place again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now I'm poor and aging I'll never see this again And you'll go stabbing in the neck
in the way that she poses It's in the things she puts in my head Her stories are boring and She's always calling my
She puts the, she puts the into my little heart And she gets in my room and she takes it She puts the weights my little heart I said, "She the weights into my little heart"
She packs away, she away She packs away, she away She packs away, she away She away
It's in the way that she Her heaven is enough She puts the in my heart She puts the, she puts the into my little heart