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 cap the old lines, make playing 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
But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face again You'll go stabbing, yourself in, the neck
And we can find new ways of living, make playing only logical harm And we can top the old times, clay making that nothing else will change
But 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
But it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this place again You'll go stabing, yourself in, the neck
It's in the way that she poses It's in the things that she puts in my head Her stories are boring and stuff She's always calling my bluff She puts the, she puts the weights in to my little heart Аnd 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 away, she packs it away, she packs it away, she packs it away
It's in the way that she walks, her heaven is never enough She puts the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart