Paroles Angela de The Motorcycle Industry
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Textes et Paroles de Angela
Well I have bit too many bullets and spit the lead out of my chest
And I have walked too many miles to end up at these dead ends
So rest those pretty eyes, girl,
Keep your pretty hands away from mine
And fall asleep with liars 'cause we're falling all the time
And you're just waiting for that night,
We come to spill our guts
You're just waiting for that boy
To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us
My love, did we keep it going long enough
To stay afloat for another week?
And hey, sweet-heart,
Write your name across my bathroom floor
And we'll rest in peace
Well, I spent my last paycheck
On a ticket to your home
Sleeping on the train's much better than sleeping all alone
I hope he always holds you when it's cold outside,
I hope he always kisses your head
I hope he thinks you're thinking of him,
When you're pretending I am dead
But you're just waiting for that night
We come to spill our guts
You're just waiting for that boy
To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us
My love, did we keep it going long enough
To stay afloat for another week?
And hey, sweet-heart,
Write your name across my bathroom floor
And we'll rest in peace
Don't take it personally,
I've got a billion girls I'll keep inside of me
Don't smile when you sleep,
Cause we'll be coming around to ruin all your dreams
But you're just waiting for that night
We come to spill our guts
You're just waiting for that boy
To put those dirty, filthy hands all over us
My love, did we keep it going long enough
To stay afloat for another week?
And hey, sweet-heart,
Write your name across my bathroom floor
And we'll rest in peace
And oh, my love
I trusted myself far too much
And now it's gone to Hell
And hey, sweet-heart,
Write your name across my bedroom wall,
And I promise that I will keep to myself
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