Songtexte

I hope, I hope she's got a baby I'm hopin' someday maybe He'll come for me And break both of my legs I'm not looking for trouble I'd rather something subtle To come along and carry me away A class five hurricane to clear away the slain And clear the air so I can breathe again The thought out in my [unverified] The smell out of my bed The creepy sound of her voice in the den 'Cause lovin' is not something That I find comes to me naturally But sometimes lovin' is all I can do To keep myself together through the week Oh, I, I hope she's got a husband I hope that he is coming To find me out And tear out both my eyes I'd rather something subtle Reducing me to rubble To raise me so that I may someday rise A human sacrifice I think that it'd be nice to go down Like a plane in flames tonight The thing is I don't mind I wouldn't miss the time Reminding me of my life ticking by 'Cause lovin' is not something That I find comes to me naturally But sometimes lovin' is all I can do To keep myself together through the week Lovin' is not something That I find comes to me naturally But sometimes lovin' is all I can do To keep myself together through the week Lovin' is not something That I find comes to me naturally But sometimes lovin' is all I can do To keep myself together through the week Lovin' is not something That I find comes to me naturally But sometimes lovin' is all I can do To keep myself together through the week
Writer(s): Stephen Kilroy, Erik Dean, Stephen Smith, Timothy Chappelear, Ian Glinka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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