I made you; or did you make me? Who survives our partnership will be interesting to see You serve amazingly Your provision's undefined I can't believe your attitude I think you've lost your mind Oh, don't turn on me, don't turn, love, you blow me away Just a shotgun shell
Your frown is confident, I dare you just the same You pitiful statistic without anyone to blame What scares me most, the love itself How I can't seem to turn to anybody else Oh, don't turn on me, don't turn, love, you blow me away Just a shotgun shell
I came upstairs from the basement
To take a little look around Problems, grief and trouble Were all that we found Now whenever trouble comes our way We don't run, we don't hide We don't laugh, we don't cry, we just say... Blam, blam, blam...(etc.)
I own you, or do you own me? Our partnership is ending 'twas never meant to be You are a demon, though we are not afraid Our power is twice of yours In the basement that we made Oh, please turn on me, please turn, love, you blow me away Just a shotgun shell Oh, please turn on me, please turn, love, you blow me away...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
