She likes the finer things Her mother bought her a diamond ring She only puts needles in her toes
She can't stay clean Precious hands, scratched up feet She blacked out blue Cracked her head, left for dead
She's gotta lie, she's gotta lie, she's gotta lie sometimes (She likes the latest, she likes the latest clothes) She's outta line, she's outta line, she's outta line this time (She likes the latest, she likes the latest clothes) Now she can fly, now she can fly, so high (Shes' got a craving, she's got a craving soul)
Stay high, stay high Stay high, stay high
Bent backwards on the floor It's nothing new, she's been there before I've never seen her sleep so deep
Sweet needle dreams Precious hands, scratched up feet Sleep while you can I'll watch out, I'll lie again
I've gotta lie, I've gotta lie, I've gotta lie sometimes Blacked out, there goes another morning - I slipped on the bathroom floor I'm outta line, I'm outta line, I'm outta line this time Blacked out, I saw my mother crying - I'll lie until there is no more Now I can fly, now I can fly, now I can fly - It's time!
Blacked out there goes another morning I made it through another warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
