Album: I Love Your Glasses
Walls are tired, of holding the same old ceilings 
Words have found their way to stay in 
And they don't let out feelings 
It's written badly but verses say shes mad and creepy 
And the rest of things we kind of know. 
They say there'll never be a girl like her again 
With her socks up to her knees and her obsession 'bout bees. 
And with her eyes that she uses to touch 
Everything, everything she looks at. 
Cups are tired of being filled with the same coffee. 
The floor cant stand that people stepping on won't even say sorry. 
They say there'll never be a girl like her again 
With her socks up to her knees and her obsession 'bout bees. 
And with her eyes that she uses to touch 
Everything, everything she looks at. 
Don't stay longer staring at her eyes
| # | Top 4 Russian Red | 
|---|---|
| 1 | Russian Red - Cigarettes | 
| 2 | Russian Red - Gone, Play On | 
| 3 | Russian Red - I Hate You But I Love You | 
| 4 | Russian Red - Everyday Everynight |