When it's cold utside and I Don't feel like you try to amend to pretend you're the waste of time When lovers come to me Always after three I start to miscount
When the doors are always closed Nothing to dispose wanns come wanna taste what it feels like When it seems to be hard way hours roll a day I start to miscount
I start to miscount When lovers come to me Always after three I start to miscount When it seems to be hard way hours roll a day I start to miscount
When you're black and white you know Nothing left to show With a soul to the bone having rotten When you got your pain enough Inches of my love I start to misount
When You're bored and you got sick of a countless lovers week that prevents you from thinking When you know that you are mine I swear that you ll be fine i start to miscount
I start to miscount When loverrs come to me Always after three I start to miscount When it seems to be hard way hours roll a day I start to miscount When lovers come to me Always after three I start to miscount When you know that you are mine I swear that you ll be fine I start to miscount