Bless The Fall
Bless The Fall - Guys Like You Make Us Look Bad songtekst
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You scream "Don't look", you scream "Don't touch" What have they done? What have I not? And every time I think about your voice I Start to tremble, and my throat's aching And anytime you need a shoulder, I'm right here You've just gotta find a way She sits alone, tries to adjust She cries "Please let me go I won't tell anyone" You scream "Don't look", *Oh* please god don't touch" Oh god please help us, get her out of this Thanks to ryan_vanbalkom@hotmail.com for these lyrics