Can't take much more from new I can't confide all I want to Spiteful with the fact of life Not everyone you meet is that nice When we scratch below the surface
The characters have merged and taken pictures That split into fractions in front of your eyes
I'm so bitchin', love to be it My friends and I just love to meet We meet all the time 'cause we think we're clever So surreal, it makes us feel better We think we're so... clever
The characters have merged and taken pictures That split into fractions in front of their eyes (In front of their eyes) There is nothing to behold In front of them You can't be sure what you're dealing with And that's got to be good for you
I'd die on the cross before I crossed you You know I'd never hurt you I'm just not that type of girl
Die on the cross before I cross you Know I'd never hurt you Just not that type I'm just not that type of girlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
