I was dreaming of the past Oh, just to make the bad times last To stay there forever, to never leave To lock up my mind and body then swallow the key
All of my time has been wasted on you, baby Best years of my life I spent dying next to you Wish I could pretend I wouldn't do it all again 'Cause I would if I could, if you asked me to So just ask me to
Oh Bobby, baby, oh Bobby, child You fuck like a monster, but you still drive me wild My tears in the cum rag, your hands on my jeans A song in my mouth that you won't ever let me sing
All of my time has been wasted on you, baby Best tears of my life fell like ice from my eyes And I can't complain, love's insane, I don't blame you Like low-hanging fruit I pull down the tree Saying, "This way, pick me" Now I wait around just like a clown wondering what to do With a map, wondering which road leads back to you And how do you make a bad time last? Get a camera, put it in a photograph And how do you make a bad time last? Get a camera, put it in a photograph
Oh Bobby, baby, I hope you're well I'll see you in hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
