titles are hard
thisismynamenotyours
Sep 04, 2009
let my teeth chatter as i lie
doing ok for the time
cos truth is im so sick trying
can i pick the winning number
or sleep away the summer
cos baby i cant take this much longer
can i rest my head
on your pillow in your bed
cos all i want is something true
and i hope that something is you
let birds sing a song
but moods all wrong
and in the morning im gone
cos truth be told
i will die alone
bury me under my head stone
can i rest my head
on your pillow in your bed
cos all i want is something true
and i hope that something is you
