Don't know what to do How to live it trough 'Cause you fit me less Than my favorite dress Don't know what to do When I'm not with you I can think of nothing else
You are such a junk So lost and sunk And your jeans are ripped And you never fit I am such a freak So wimp and weak But we both are bad seeds
And every time you look at me I can't believe And every time you're kissing me I can't believe And every time my hand's in your ripped jeans I can't believeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
