I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think?
‘Cause there’s still blood
In your hair
I’ve got the bruise…
Of the year
But there’s something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight
I hate
Your tattoos
You’ve weak wrists
But I’ll keep you
‘Cause is something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight
Well it’s too bad, it’s too bad, it’s too bad
You’re married, to me…
