Из альбома: History For Sale
I'm sorry for the way I treated you
I'm stuck in my ways to just run
In the opposite way when things get comfortable
I'll keep on licking till your flavor is gone
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It's getting more impossible
To keep a straight face
And be trusted with
I love you
Don't trust my words when I'm in the bed with you
I'll bring the message, but the message gets lost
Yeah you opened your legs and maybe
I promised you
You didin't notice that my ankles were crossed
[Chorus]
Can you show me how to treat someone?
I don't recall ever learning how
Because I keep fucking up