Have some composure Where is your posture? Oh, no, no Youre pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger, all wrong Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention Give me envy, give me malice, baby give me a break When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, wedding, shotgun, wedding She didnt choose this role But shell play it and make it sincere So you cry, you cry Give me a break But they believe it from the tears And the teeth right down to the blood at her feet Boys will be boys hiding in estrogen And wearing aubergine dreams Give me a break, break, break, break
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 11:07:17 +0000