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Closed Heart Surgery - Her Lips Destroy lyrics
Breathe easy little girl
You're alone now
What a funny thing
To want in a small town
I don't even know
What it was behind your eyes
Was it pain, was it relief
Was it another good time
Sometimes i miss love thyne
Just to save myself
Sometimes i need my friends
Just to pull me outta hell
It's fucked up
That you smiled
At the top of the steps
How many seconds
Did it take
To turn itself into regret
Not even about sex
It was about a best friend
Having a hand to hold
Through the pain and the stress
I'm a mess
And that's not really unexpected
Things can get drab
Life can get hectic
And yeah, i thought i'd count 'em
It was only seven months
I guess i lasted longer
Than you're last good fuck
Ask me if
I wanna rendezvous to somewhere
Whatever's best for me
I know you really don't care
With my foot to the pedal
Red roses in front seat
Pluckin' off these petals
Hopin to God that she loves me
She loves me not
She thinks reclusive hits the spot
i know i didn't give you all
But i gave you what i got
i dressed in all black
For a damn good reason
Johnny Cash had a good feeling
You were leavin'Closed Heart Surgery - Her Lips Destroy - http://motolyrics.com/closed-heart-surgery/her-lips-destroy-lyrics.html
I guess it was the season
You were gettin' pretty cold
I did the same in return
Turned my heart into stone
And every monday and thursday
I won't be watching TV
I'll be regretting the day
I lost my friend
Sittin' on a big rock
As the giant sun sets
Always chasing Amy
While laying in my bed
I'm not angry or depressed
I'm a little upset
And if i ever get to hate you
Hope to god we never met
Look me in the face
You don't have a thing to say
You need to be alone
And still call me on the phone
What a complicated way
Of lookin at a new us
Well you wanna be alone
So i don't give a fuck
We were good with laughs
We were good with lust
It was too much of a good thing
I guess you'd had enough
You get what you give
And i gave you my all
Return my presents
Or you can give 'em to
Too much time on my hands
And no one to hold 'em
But please leave me alone
I'm busy at the moment
Welcome to the wonderful world
Of having nothing
No one to kiss
No one to hold or touch me
And that's just fine
I can make it right through
But brass knuckles
Couldn't knock me out
The way that you do