She once was 17 but she never fall in love Because she never felt the same Like the other ones at school Like all the other boys and girls around Misery - talk to me
Youth and greed - walk with me Now she's 33 but there isn't anything
The really changed in her life Not a moment not a while She is married, bore a child Growing old, growing older all the time And she cries
A whining sound slips from her mouth Trapped in here and no way out
Wait a while - wait a while Mommy's pills will bring you to the other side
Wait a while - wait a while Daddy's razor-blades will make you feel so fineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.