"Got you mounted on a wall In the back of my mind," he said "I just can't forget, try as I might I've got this photo, I've tried to burn but it don't light I stay on the drink and you stay on my mind"
"As you were when you were laying just like a two page spread From a magazine in a negligee on the bed By the window in moonlit flesh So gaunt, your skin looked blue and wet You were my girl, my thing, my pet To do anything I wanted with"
"I wanna hold you in my hands Like a porcelain decanter Take off the lid and fill you up with liquor Smash you against the wall and let you fall To pieces in my hands"
He said, "I love you so much I can't stand you and I got you mounted on a wall in the back of my mind And this piece of your soul caught in a 35 millimeter slide I see right through you like lace lingerie when I hold it to the light And my girl, I pray you can feel my eyes Going right through you"
And the drunker he got, the truer he spoke He said, "I pray to God, you know I keep a piece of you locked in my heart With memories I can bend into any shape I want And I put you over the bed Or I break you in half instead Sometimes, you're my girl and sometimes, bitch, you're dead"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
