I I could 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 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, bad, oh she's bad
But it's different now I'm poor and aging I'll see this face again go stabbing yourself in the neck
And we can find new ways of Make only logical harm 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 I'm poor and aging I'll never seen this again You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see place again And go stabbing yourself in the neck
in the way that she poses It's in the that she puts in my head 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 and she takes it apart She puts the weights into my little I said, "She puts the into my little heart"
She packs away, she 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 weights in my She puts the, she puts the weights into my heart