Well here is me on tragedy
I always want what's out of reach
She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
Fuck that night out with the guys
I never get a word in with them anyway
The telephone doesn't scare me anymore
You're home and I am here alone by dear
Always stupidly sarcastic my hyper spastic superhero girl
So break the bruised monogamy
And let him fade to memory your erotic wet atomic eyes
keep reoccurring in my mind
Do a favor please and touch your lips to mine
onto the next track (tongue tied)
back to eve 6 debut album
back home
