In the third act Where the good guy Is beat to the ground She rose from her chair With a stiff smile In a tight dress We’ve seen her before She went for the door
Why do all her men Make old scars seem fresh again
In the third act Where the good guy Is nowhere around But a stranger With the same lips Her fingers once felt Thought she could melt
Why do all her men Make old scars seem fresh again
In the third act Where the good girl Is beat to the ground With a stiff smile In a tight dress We’ve seen her before She went for the door
In the third act Where the good guy Is beat to the ground Hey kitty kitty cat Climbing a tall tree Scared to come down Stay clear high wires Hey midnight flyer You can’t go around So close to the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
