I wish I could eat the salt off of lost faded lips We can cap the old times make only logical harm We can cap the old lines playing that nothing else will change
But she can read, she can She can read, she can read, bad She can read, she can She can read, she's bad, oh bad
But different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see face again You'll go yourself in the neck
And we can new ways of living playing only logical harm And we can top the old clay Making that else will change
But she can read, she can She can read, she can read, bad She can read, she can She can read, bad, oh she's bad
It's different now that I'm and aging I'll never seen this place You'll go stabbing yourself in the
But it's different now that I'm poor and I'll see this place again And you'll go stabbing in the neck
It's in the way she poses It's in the things she puts in my head Her stories are and stuff She's calling my bluff
She puts the, she puts the into my little heart And she gets in my room and she it apart She puts the weights into my heart I said, "She puts the into my little heart"
She packs away, she packs She away, she packs away She packs away, she packs She packs
It's in the way she walks Her heaven is never She the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the into my little heart