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 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
But it's different now that I'm poor and I'll never see this face 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, 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 this again And you'll go stabbing in the neck
in the way that she poses It's in the things that she in my head Her stories are and stuff always calling my bluff
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 weights my little heart"
She packs away, she away She packs away, she packs She away, she packs away She away
in the way that she walks Her heaven is enough She puts the weights in my She puts the, she the weights into my little heart