Best of luck don't run amok We all get tongue tied Keep your chin up don't get accustomed You're allowed to backslide
The one and only God is slowly here on The other side of love Teenage story in it's glory God it's never quite enough
My sun dried baby Permanently limp Quiet restraint takes such accomplishment This insight fading crutch analogy Quiet restraint takes all the best in me
And you can tell them you're the girl Who sold her magic for the world One day babe you'll be mine And I'll be hers and we'll be fine
And I will turn those screams to rhymes And I'll be cashing in each time
My sun dried baby Permanently limp Quiet restraint takes such accomplishment This insight fading crutch analogy Quiet restraint takes all the best in me
Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I cut off my hands And make you clean it up
Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I cut off my hands And make you clean it up
My sun dried baby Permanently limp Quiet restraint takes such accomplishment This insight fading crutch analogy Quiet restraint takes all the best in me
Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I cut off my hands And make you clean it up
Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I cut off my hands And make you clean it upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
