[Verse 1] Holding on to used-to-be's, yesterday's bad habits Your magic was a mystery, pulling hats from rabbits A ten ton bag of tricks no lighter than a feather Still stinging like a bee, the things that I remember
[Chorus] I pick 'em all like cherry bombs Sweetness I can't refuse Cavities in my wisdom teeth Fruit hangs low as the dew in the mornin' Into the wind I spit And I'll call it a chance of rain Well, the older I get The harder you are to blame The harder you are to blame
[Verse 2] I'm letting go of love-me-nots, telling so tragic Guilt with a timе release, pеrhaps a form traumatic Molded by a memory forever rendered Letters written lazily, return to sender
[Chorus] I pick 'em all like cherry bombs Sweetness I can't refuse Cavities in my wisdom teeth Fruit hangs low as the dew in the mornin' Into the wind I spit And I'll call it a chance of rain Well, the older I get The harder you are to blame The harder you are to blame The harder you are to blameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
