Sometimes I sit on the couch Stare at the clock And wonder 'bout his arms Does he have wrists? Does he cut them? When he gets sad, does he take it like a man?
It's so hard, and it's so cold here And I'm so tired I've had a bit to drink and I feel kinda wired
I'm dirty and sick I think I took my temperature It says I'm hot, hot, hot I kissed you but I didn't mean it Anyway I think I like you a lot
But it's so hard, and it's so cold here And I'm so tired I've had too much to drink and I feel kinda wild
I'm nothing and you're no one And really that's okay I'm nothing and you're no one And really that's all I can sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.