You're like drugs You're like matches You're an icy patch of road and I cannot get control
Your written word duly matched my wit The distance closed, I can't deal with it What's wrong with me? When did I become cheap?
"I can't find love in a small town, the cold Midwest, or on sinful ground My soul says, 'Fall with the rock slide,' but my head says, 'Stop, you will bow with pride.'"
Go, go... I can't say no And don't slow down If the drip isn't worth the squeeze, make yourself scarce at the next strong breeze They're tainted goods You got out fast like I knew you would I've hallowed your pressing presence in the absence of your essence Go...
If I can't get up, then we could stay up tonight If I can't get up, then we can stay up tonight
Now brush away the face you've seen; the starry eyes, the vibrant gleam You're shrewd to walk away The days that I can't see are the days that we can breathe I trip on a thickened tongue, but I really mean everything
Just shine Stop on a dime Cross the straying straight line Give a good look behind You'll find me
Go, go... I can't say no And don't slow down If the drip isn't worth the squeeze, make yourself scarce at the next strong breeze They're tainted goods You got out fast like I knew you would I've hallowed your pressing presence in the absence of your essence Go...
If I can't get up, then we could stay up tonight If I can't get up, then we can stay up tonight
You're like drugs You're like matches You're an icy patch of road and I cannot get controlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
