Longing for your short hair to grow back to the way you like Thank you for the gesture I regret ever implying that you could be better Didn't mean to empty your perfect body And fill it with my passing whim
Easily won, weary of losing, gullible girl Weak and alluring, will we break our rules Get drunk in the dark Laughing aloud at the spinning stars?
Believe me, I'm speaking plainly and painfully Trying to stay elegant, eloquent and delicate to you I see you holding your breath with your arms outstretched Waiting for someone to come rip open your chest
You take me aside To solemnly confide When it comes the time You plan to give your body to the flameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
