All my friends they shoulder me and my poor head of woe They know I’m good, but I want to be bad Standing there with the lights down low, and the lovers who make love They see me smiling, but I want to be sad
Would you light me up? Really, set me on fire And be there when I’m burning out Would you hold my head ‘neath the water tap And elbow me if I get too loud?
Evil walks the streets by day, ‘tween every crack and pave And by night it cowers and hides Here it come that awful sting when you let someone in You sit so bare in the lame legged chair
I want to live between the lie and where the truth dies Everything in its own timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
