Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm
We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change.
Well she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad

Oh it's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck

We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm
Well she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad

It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this place again
Youl go stabbing yourself in the neck

It's in the way that she posed.
It's in the things that she puts in my hair.
Her stories are boring and stuff.
She's always calling my bluff.
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart,
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart.
She puts the weights into my little heart,
I said she puts the weights into my little heart.

She packs it (x 7)

It's in the way that she walks
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart.