You're sick as you strap me to the floor You know it makes my heart quick I'll come crawling back for more Well, I'm collecting colored cord No macrame
(you're sick) As you strap me to the floor You know it makes my heart quick I'll come crawling back for more Well, I'm collecting coloured cord No macrame
Traducción: The Go-go. Fun With Ropes.
sick (you're sick) As you strap me to the floor You know it makes my heart quick I'll come crawling back for more Well, I'm collecting coloured cord
The first time I saw you Was the first time I saw me For what I was And what I could be We like all the same things Except you don't like yourself
Hey contemporary Do you worry like I do? I find the past doesn't make As good an escape as it used to So I tried to think about the future What
We have a talk We break it off Then we're resolved I think our love Is really really flimsy It promises To mend your heart But, when you get
Tomorrow's the weekend Everybody's making plans While I'm making excuses In my head 'cause I'm afraid they'll ask "I hope you can make it" Says
Here's the place where I grew up A street I never lived on I have no roots here at all No affiliations Just a temporary stop Just a second on a
Since I was a kid I've watched what I've said My tongue's cut and swollen From all the times I've bit I held everything in Played dumb I did Now
Head up Look alive No excuses this time She's not real It's just your mind This is it Say goodbye Kill her kill her kill her kill her Kill her
It's a cold night out there All these people are unaware As unaware as I once was Until the day that I woke up And everything was gone I turn the
In America I was just 16 I said Hey It's just me And I saw no one's gonna speak for me I said Hey It's clear to me Clear to me that I stand
Was I not clear When I told you we're giving up? I'm still here My body's a selfish fuck Said you're hoping Oh, hoping for what? I'm not going
All I need Is water and headphones Those things are my staples What I live and breathe Life is just So much more sensible Measured in decibels
I believed you I had no reason not to When you told me I Could trust you with my life But, I've been learning That you're a different person Than
: Tomorrow's the weekend Everybody's making plans While I'm making excuses In my head 'cause I'm afraid they'll ask "I hope you can make it" Says