I remember when they found you holding onto the gutter soaking wet and white knuckles lying through your teeth
stupid man you are drunk again she's just a child, you know wouldn't understand
and I didn't know she played guitar until I turned 27 my distant cousin sent a box of memory
certificate of authenticity they were aquamarine aquamarine
why can't you talk about it? I got used to being on the other side of truth
now I never ask for details who the hell needs details? when everything is burning you light a fire on the grave
suicide lost a life well then who am i? who am i?
in the corners of your mind in the drawers of your mind, who am i? who am i?
you were so embarassed threw a temper tantrum i was only trying to help took away the keys
she threw me out on the street a payphone call two bloody knees
why can't you talk about it? I got used to being on the other side of truth maybe it's too painful and that's why you're so unable a little bit of her inside everything I do everything I do
who am i? who am I?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
