Called to see If your back Was still aligned And your sheets Were growing grass All on the corners of your bed
But you've got too much to wear On your sleeves It has too much to do with me And secretly I want to bury in the yard The grey remains of a friendship scarred
You told us of your new life there You got someone coming round Gluing tinsel to your crown He's got you talkin' pretty loud
You berate remember Your ailing heart and your criminal eyes You say you're still in love If it's true, what can be done? It's hard to leave all those moments behind
Called to see If your back Was still aligned And your sheets All growing grass All on the corners of your bed
But you've got too much to wear On your sleeves It has too much to do with me And secretly I want to bury in the yard The grey remains of a friendship scarred
You've tested your mettle of Doe's skin and petals While kissing the lipless Who bleed all the sweetness awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
