Cut out you're eyes Like the slits in your jeans May your bodies sink As fast as your dreams 'Cuz guns and knives are overplayed And backyard burial is so cliché I want to take you up on stage And...
Let me see your face, let me see you smile None can measure your love in miles Only you can comfort me You're so fine. You can take me up, you can bring me down Put my feet back on the ground Since...