She's out of luck, out of hope and out of cigarettes Misunderstood with naked pictures on the Internet Her social deviance is teasing me and I know what I want And I'm really gonna really let her know that I like her But I just don't care enough to fool around with love
Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash Sexy as a stinger of a hornet in your arm just another modern swinger screaming "catch me if you can" with a cigarette in hand and it's love its heavy and it hurts and its love
Strung out on blow She doesn't know why she's not feeling good Dropped out of school Now she's moving out to Hollywood Her reckless decadence is taking things a little too far
Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash Subtle as a sprinter Yeah my baby's smooth like sandpaper Warm just like the winter screaming "catch me if you can" with a cigarette in hand and it's love its heavy and it hurts and its love
Staring at my shoes thinking of something to say But nothing's better than what silence is saying Every time I turn around she's always looking away It's just the nature of the game that we're playing
And I think I'm tapping out I think I'm gonna skip the title bout Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
