Love grows in me like a tumor, parasites bent on devouring its host. I'm developing my sense of humor, till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth, till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned. What the fuck was I thinking?
Love plows through me like a dozer, I've got more give than a bale of hay, and there's always a big mess left over. With what did you do? And what did you say? With what did you do? And what did you say?
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the special one that doesn't get burned. What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking?
Love tears me up like a demon. Opens the wounds and fills them with lead, and I'm having some trouble just breathing. If we weren't such good friends I think that I'd hate you. If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead.
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned. What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? (What the fuck was I thinking?)
Oh it's so embarrassing (What the fuck was I thinking?) I'm this awkward and uncomfortable thing, (What the fuck was I thinking?) and I'm running out of places to hide at. (What the fuck was I thinking?) Oh I'm running out of places to hide at. What the fuck was I thinking? (You know that I've got what you want) What the fuck was I thinking? (You know that I've got what you want) What the fuck was I thinking? (You know that I've got what you want) What the fuck was I thinking? (You know that I've got what you want)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
