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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Taal: Engels
Laatst bijgewerkt door Anonymous op Tuesday 9th of November 2010 01:11