I've heard it said that Living is like licking honey from a thorn And it makes me wonder How often these thorns would adorn My memories of you
I've heard enough in my day about idealistic romances Held in high regard I've seen enough in my day to know what you really are What you really are
I've heard it said that We accept the love we think we deserve And it makes me wonder What he ever did to deserve A hell like you
I've heard enough in my day about Idealistic romances Self absorbed, over saturated I've seen enough in my day to know what you really are Under diagnosed, over medicated
I've seen enough in my day Under diagnosed
With you it seems like, I'm always breaking oysters but never finding pearls
No matter what you say You never try to find you way home at night It seems like no matter what I say My words will always pass you by
For you affection, is a violent infection Burning through your flesh and bone Ruining your home For you, affection, is a violent infection Ruining your homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
