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I can't help feeling I'm old It must be something I'm smoking But my lungs, they don't want rid of you And I'm beginning to know My days are numbered With a frightening thunder that looks like you I hope when I finally go That you will be t-t-t-t-t-terrified My confidential queen Dixie, yeah, you said you'd call And if I called, you would answer Now we're staring at the bedroom wall And my stomach is sick And it really doesn't feel like You're the only girl on the pole Making me suicidal I wish you'd hold on to me Like that metal now I'm out here on my own Got all I wanted Doesn't mean that much to me When's there's a space in my bed An empty chair that is grieving No space for leaving or to cut my teeth I hope when I finally go That you will be t-t-t-t-t-terrified My residential dream Dixie, yeah, you said you'd call And if I called, you would answer Now we're staring at the bedroom wall And my stomach is sick And it really doesn't feel like You're the only girl on the pole Making me suicidal I wish you'd hold on to me Like that metal now Loving is so easy when I'm not with you Love a little easy when the light shines through Never get a minute till the truth runs bare Never feel relieved till I see you there Dixie, yeah, you said you'd call And if I called, you would answer Now we're staring at the bedroom wall And my stomach is sick And it really doesn't feel like You're the only girl on the pole Making me suicidal I wish you'd hold on to that Metal, lady Dixie, yeah, you said you'd call And if I called, you would answer Now we're staring at the bedroom wall And my stomach is sick And it really doesn't feel like You're the only girl on the pole Making me suicidal I wish you'd hold on to me Like that metal now
Writer(s): Kyle Francis Falconer, Kieren Webster, Peter Reilly, Rianne Gillian Downey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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