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i picked you out, of a crowd and talked to you
said i liked your shoes, you said, "thanks, can i follow you?"
so it's up the stairs, and out of view
i asked your name; you asked the time
now it's two o'clock the club is closed, we're up the block
your hands on me, pessing hard against your jeans,
your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
you didn't care to know who else may have been you before
i want a lover i don't have to love, i want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
where's the kid with the chemicals? i thought he said to meet him here,
but I'm not sure. i've got the money if you've got the time
you said, "it feels good" i said "i'll give it a try"
then my mind went dark, we both forgot where your car was parked
let's just take the train, i'll meet up with the band in the morning
bad actors, with bad habits, some sad singers, they just play tragic
and the phone's ringing, and the van's leaving
let's just keep touching, let's just keep...keep singing
i want a lover i don't have to love, i want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
where's the kid with the chemicals? i got a hunger and i can't seem to get full
i need some meaning I can memorize. the kind i have always seems to slip my mind
but you, but you...
you write such pretty words, but life's no storybook
love's an excuse to get hurt. and to hurt. do you like to hurt?
i do, i do. then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me...
said i liked your shoes, you said, "thanks, can i follow you?"
so it's up the stairs, and out of view
i asked your name; you asked the time
now it's two o'clock the club is closed, we're up the block
your hands on me, pessing hard against your jeans,
your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
you didn't care to know who else may have been you before
i want a lover i don't have to love, i want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
where's the kid with the chemicals? i thought he said to meet him here,
but I'm not sure. i've got the money if you've got the time
you said, "it feels good" i said "i'll give it a try"
then my mind went dark, we both forgot where your car was parked
let's just take the train, i'll meet up with the band in the morning
bad actors, with bad habits, some sad singers, they just play tragic
and the phone's ringing, and the van's leaving
let's just keep touching, let's just keep...keep singing
i want a lover i don't have to love, i want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
where's the kid with the chemicals? i got a hunger and i can't seem to get full
i need some meaning I can memorize. the kind i have always seems to slip my mind
but you, but you...
you write such pretty words, but life's no storybook
love's an excuse to get hurt. and to hurt. do you like to hurt?
i do, i do. then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me...
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min favoritlåt pucko:( hehehe
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