Here is a list of things i wish to forget Kissy Chrissie Christ on the cocaine coast of Maine Naked in the street washing the pain away with rain Love, i stole your wallet while you were in bed with him So you paid for my hookers on my first fuck-fest binge Sally, i took pictures from underneath the bleachers And threw my cum at you when i needed attention Boy, i stole your girl just to see what you'd be missing And did everything i could in every last position I would call you up while she went down on me And listen to you cry in between screams of ecstasyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
