It's unfortunate that when we feel a stone We can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable Oh well, the devil makes us sin But we like it when we're spinning in his grip
Love is like a sin, my love For the one that feels it the most Look at her with her smile like a flame She will love you like a fly will never love you again
No! No! No! Or she will love you Or she won't love you But what can you do? No!
It's unfortunate that when we feel the storm We can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable Oh well, the devil makes us sin But we like it when we're spinning in his grip
Don't tell you love me If you don't love me Don't say you need me No!
Love is like a sin, my love For the one that feels it the most Look at her with her smile like a flame She will love you like a fly will never love you again
It's un-it's unfortunate It's un-it's unfortunate It's unfortunate It's un-it's unfortunate It's un-it's unfortunate It's unfortunateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
