I'm not gonna let you down, but I'm not gonna help you up. It takes so long to turn me around when I think nothin could be wrong. And then you can't hear me, and I can't hear you. And then you wander downtown at a quarter to two, With your head held low and not a thing to do. You've gotta gimme some time with these ones and twos. Oh, oh.
You're like a puzzle that can't be solved, and some pieces never fill the gaps. You got the salt and I got the wound, but all you gotta do is ask. And there's a glimpse in your eye when you curl yourl lip. And when you go shut the door I can't see shit. And when you start I can't stop, nothin for me to grip. And when I try to get away you always gimme the slip. Oh, oh.
Please ask for... Please ask for... Please ask for help.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
