Everyone knows what my songs are about but me..
i think parts are about sex and parts drugs...
who knows, who cares, its a pretty song
Lyrics
You said you'd never stay in bed for days
I'd say you're getting more and more away
You were the only one
You were the soiled son
Some little piece of meat
Tell me what you think
I know what I will do
I'll get a new Tattoo
So I remember you
Tell me what to do
And for most of her life
She's been drying her eyes
Over someone as bored as me
Gotten used to the sin
Got me burning again
Got me yearning again for something
Metaphorical highs
To the black of the skies
In the back of your eyes
Theres something lovely
