Arms covered in blood, the war has begun Hide the straight razor 'cos baby's insane New telephone number, new lock on the door Hide all the knives 'cos baby's insane
Baby's insane, baby's insane Baby's on a trip to the moon again Baby's insane, baby's insane Hide all the knives cos baby's insane
The roaches are flying while she sleeps at night Scream over her bed "help us find some light" It stinks of Velveeta, one is under her tongue Dreaming of you with a hand on her gun
She runs down your birthday till the cats on the lawn All bare their claws at the sound of your name Don't knock on her window, don't knock on her door She's rigged up your welcome one inch off the floor
Baby's insane, baby's insane Baby's on a trip to the moon again Baby's insane, baby's insane Hide all the knives 'cos baby's insane
She's picked your white roses from the funeral page There's a whole lot of cities where a good man can age I know that she loves you but it's time to move on Don't miss the bus 'cos baby's insane
Baby's insane, baby's insane Baby's on a trip to the moon again Baby's insane, baby's insane Don't miss the bus cos baby's insaneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
