Из альбома: Drugstore
Every day, you make me wanna lose myself
I forget the time, i forget my health
I keep a lot of things under my bed
But i really wish you were there
Starcrossed on my face, on my head
Every day, i really need to get control
I forget my pills and i get real low
I hide a lot of things under my hair
But how i really wish you were there
Starcrossed on my face, on my head
Starcrossed...
Starcrossed...
Every night, i really try to get the best
But i want you fingers and i want your neck
I keep a lot of things under my skin
But i really wish you were there
Starcrossed on my face, on my head
Starcrossed...
Starcrossed...