I remember when I met you Never judged or second guessed you Now you're cutting me open and I say I get it, What you wanted was Just another motherfucking groupie to kick around You're never livelier than when you can cut me down I've always got to take my licks instead of walking away
There's nothing I can say /x3 There's nothing I can do or say to make you want me
Got a hole in your soul, try to fill it with money Appetites and bottom lines are keeping you running Now you've got another man to lie to and play that game Hey, what the fuck, it's all the same I'm gonna look down, cook down gotta keep a root down Alcohol and rhythm keep me slamming my boot down Crack open my chest and cut my heart out just to throw it away
There's nothing I can say /x3 There's nothing I can do or say to make you want me
Now that hole in your soul, well I'm finding it funny All the time we wasted while you're calling him honey Now you've got another bitch to break when you take his name
There's nothing I can say /x3 There's nothing I can do or say to make you want meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
