Got the wedding invites you couldn’t send Got my vagrant wife to attend She didn’t like the dress that I carefully pressed She didn’t like bridesmaid that I undressed I’ve been as sick as a sweaty seal who lost his tricks at the Jeopardy wheel Why won’t you just be real? This is real This is real
When I’m gone everything is fine but in your arms I just want to die When I’m gone everything is fine but in your arms I just want to die So make the face like we’re having fun Go on pretend that you’re still the one Yeah, make the face like we’re having fun Yeah, make the face...
You look beautiful in the star But the feeling’s gone But the feeling’s gone
Everything looks pretty from afar But the feeling’s wrong But the feeling’s wrong
Now we’re holding hands in the shower But the feeling’s gone But the feeling’s gone
I sense this is our final hour ‘Cause the feeling’s wrong ‘Cause the feeling’s all wrong
You wanna lip lock? You wanna make it hot? Get tongue-tied? On a slip-n-slide? You wanna talk a lot? Make it steamy hot? In a phone booth We get tooth to toothTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
