I've got alotta nerve, I know But my sympathy is running low And you'd think that I would care But darling, I don't
Oh, just one more thing before I go There's a damn good chance that I'm not coming home I'm not coming home
Oh and I can't tell you where I was last night I've got scratches on my back that I can't hide I think it's time to orchestrate another lie Just to cover up these scratches I can't hide (That I can't hide)
She screams louder than you, you know And leaves her lovely marks upon my collarbone But I love the abuse as much as breaking the news
Since you're so independent let's see how you do on your own We'll see how long you last when I'm not coming home (I'm not coming home)
Oh and I can't tell you where I was last night I've got scratches on my back that I can't hide I think it's time to orchestrate another lie Just to cover up these scratches I can't hide (That I can't hide)
Let's try this one more time, but this time, say it like you mean it, love Let's try this one more time, but this time, say it like you mean it, love Look in my bloodshot eyes and this time, say it like you mean it, love Let's try this one more time, but this time, say it like you mean it, loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
