Skinny Love
Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here I tell my love to wreck it all And I told you to be patient Come on skinny love what happened here Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my Sullen load is full; so slow on the split And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind And Now all your love is wasted And Then who the hell was I? And I'm breaking at the britches And at the end of all your lines Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall far behind? Oooh, Oooh Oooh, Oooh, Oooh |
Y te dije que fueras paciente Y te dije que estuvieras bien |