歌曲 | Midgets With Guns |
歌手 | Pain |
专辑 | Midgets With Guns |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Broken arms, | |
I would hold you | |
Even if I had broken arms. | |
Can you make a tourniquet for a broken heart? | |
A bad idea? | |
Well I suppose it’s up to me to juxtapose myself. | |
There’s little guys with little guns | |
Inside our mouths, inside our heads, | |
They make us suffer. | |
I’ll stay home, it’s a good thing | |
I think I’m funny. | |
Don’t come by, | |
I’ll be making jokes about you. | |
But then again, you could come in. | |
We could make fun of all the things we used to yesterday. | |
I’ve got a five, you’ve got a ten, | |
That’s fifteen dollars, we could see how long it takes to spend. | |
You like games that drive us both insane | |
And I roll the dice but that’s just to be nice to you. | |
Why don’t we try something else for a change? | |
Hey, I know! | |
Why don’t | |
I poke out my eyes for you over and over | |
And over and over again? | |
Get out of my house! | |
And can I come with you? ‘ | |
Cuz where there’s a will there’s a way | |
We can kill all the midgets with guns | |
That we have on our tongues | |
Just stick out your lips, lean in close, and we’ll kiss them | |
Goodbye to the midgets with guns. |
Broken arms, | |
I would hold you | |
Even if I had broken arms. | |
Can you make a tourniquet for a broken heart? | |
A bad idea? | |
Well I suppose it' s up to me to juxtapose myself. | |
There' s little guys with little guns | |
Inside our mouths, inside our heads, | |
They make us suffer. | |
I' ll stay home, it' s a good thing | |
I think I' m funny. | |
Don' t come by, | |
I' ll be making jokes about you. | |
But then again, you could come in. | |
We could make fun of all the things we used to yesterday. | |
I' ve got a five, you' ve got a ten, | |
That' s fifteen dollars, we could see how long it takes to spend. | |
You like games that drive us both insane | |
And I roll the dice but that' s just to be nice to you. | |
Why don' t we try something else for a change? | |
Hey, I know! | |
Why don' t | |
I poke out my eyes for you over and over | |
And over and over again? | |
Get out of my house! | |
And can I come with you? ' | |
Cuz where there' s a will there' s a way | |
We can kill all the midgets with guns | |
That we have on our tongues | |
Just stick out your lips, lean in close, and we' ll kiss them | |
Goodbye to the midgets with guns. |
Broken arms, | |
I would hold you | |
Even if I had broken arms. | |
Can you make a tourniquet for a broken heart? | |
A bad idea? | |
Well I suppose it' s up to me to juxtapose myself. | |
There' s little guys with little guns | |
Inside our mouths, inside our heads, | |
They make us suffer. | |
I' ll stay home, it' s a good thing | |
I think I' m funny. | |
Don' t come by, | |
I' ll be making jokes about you. | |
But then again, you could come in. | |
We could make fun of all the things we used to yesterday. | |
I' ve got a five, you' ve got a ten, | |
That' s fifteen dollars, we could see how long it takes to spend. | |
You like games that drive us both insane | |
And I roll the dice but that' s just to be nice to you. | |
Why don' t we try something else for a change? | |
Hey, I know! | |
Why don' t | |
I poke out my eyes for you over and over | |
And over and over again? | |
Get out of my house! | |
And can I come with you? ' | |
Cuz where there' s a will there' s a way | |
We can kill all the midgets with guns | |
That we have on our tongues | |
Just stick out your lips, lean in close, and we' ll kiss them | |
Goodbye to the midgets with guns. |