Jenny Owen Youngs

Jenny Owen Youngs - What The Fuck Was I Thinking (Fuck Was I) songtekst

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Love grows in me like a tumor
Parasites bent on devouring its host
I'm developing my sense of humor
'Til I can laugh at my heart between your teeth
'Til I can laugh at my face beneath your feet

Skillet on the stove is such a temptation
Maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned
What was I thinking?

Love plows through me like a dozer
I've got more give than a bale of hay
And there's always a big mess left over
What did you do?
What did you say?
What did you do and what did you say?

Skillet on the stove is such a temptation
Maybe I'll be the special one that doesn't get burned
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?

Love tears me up like a demon
Opens the wounds and then fills them with lead
And I'm having some trouble just breathing
If we weren't such good friends I think that I'd hate you
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead

Skillet on the stove is such a temptation
Maybe I'll be the special one that doesn't get burned
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
(What the fuck was I thinking?)

Oh, it's so embarrasing
I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing
And I'm running out of places to hide
I'm running out of places to hide

What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
What the fuck was I thinking?
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