Shoulda been a farmer And blamed it on the weather With a tired back and soiled hands to show for my efforts Burned and dry All of these questions What's it worth? Does it last? Is this wrong?
Handguns make less mistakes Without love to feel anything Handguns we borrowed in case This works and we can't pay for it
I've been foolish All the way running With a broken glass that can't hold What I've come for I don't recall Why I didn't question What we had when I left Was I wrong?
Handguns make less mistakes Without love to feel anything Handguns we borrowed in case This works and we can't pay for it Coulda been better Without any reason With less words to misuse More time to finish There's no mistaking There isn't any question How could I? And why? Has this become wrong?
Handguns make less mistakes Without love to feel anything Handguns we borrowed in case This works and we can't pay for it
Handguns Without love We borrowed in case We can't pay for this
Handguns make less mistakes Without love to feel anything Handguns we borrowed in case This works and we can't pay for itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
