It's not enough to feel it It needs to overwhelm you These senses you are having, you need for them to blind you And you would Shoot the tin man in his heart But I will be the bait I will pose as pious for you And keep the pressing eyes, from anything to fumble and blow A smoke screen when you go I was happy but now I'm leaving With the rest of my beer I'm going home with my demons You said your husband is gone So hide your harmful hand I didn't mean anything, I just wrote it all down To sing about it later on I've got a knuckle through the wall And a hand in your skirt You could ask me again It might even get worse as this wreck Becomes a path to my past I was happy but now I'm leaving With the rest of my beer I'm going home with my demons I was happy but now I'm leaving With the rest of my beer I'm going home with my demons I'm reviewing all these notes And I've rivaled these possessions It's the first that's most notable, what somebody told you in response To Molly Rose and Lee McGowen I was happy but now I'm leaving With the rest of my beer I'm leaving I'm going home with my demonsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
