Pardon me sugar I'm the man underneath your thumb Well I won't take your violence And I won't chew your bubblegum
White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete Know you've seen your best days I will still walk down your empty street Well, you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee Well, you say you've got no soul but you look like you do to me
If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don't need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Well I've been pushing up daisies Just to catch a glimpse of something real When I see you coming I might just as well give up a meal
Well if you saw me broken Won't you put me out my misery Well I don't do handsome And you don't do sympathy
If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don't need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Wrong from the get go Let it slide Tell them what they don't know Sing those praises far and wide Give those speeches Ring them bells Mama don't know what she preaches But she sure looks dignified Well, she sure looks dignified Well, she sure looks dignified
If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don't need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Take my only guarantee I could be your slave if you'd only beg for me I don't need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your
Stand up Sit down Lie back Turn round Play dead For me Stand up tragedyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
