Saw you walking out that door With a rollie cigarette in the morning Tell me what you're looking for Would a rose drop dead in your garden Picture this, in a candid you're emotionless You were lovesick even when you loved it When you're scared and you're sad You look over it They're all dead All red All over our hands
Say you won't go out that door With your hands tied back Heels under our heads Tell me what you're out there for With your hands tied back Heels under our heads
Picture this in a candid you're emotionless You were lovesick even when you loved it You were there But you know you want no part of it Did you notice it wasn't really working Saw you walking out that door Did you notice it wasn't really working Tell me what you're looking for They're all dead All red All over our hands
Say you won't go out that door With your hands tied back Heels under our heads Tell me what you're out there for With you hands tied back Heels under our heads Saw you walking out that door With your hands tied back Heels under our heads Tell me what you're looking for With your hands tied back Heels under our headsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
