Were heading for an uncatholic wedding
Throwing that snowy white guilty rice
My guilty head
Im cleaning the old toyotas shining
I neutralized simonized each dirty spot
With rags of your torn shirt
My heart is franchised
To the eternally capsized
Im always falling of
Relatively small boats
But if you learn to love me
Then ill learn to like you
Simple things, they always tangle up
So thanks for the giving
But i cant give you back
A single thing
Hit it
Therell be an extra ball for you
Between the uneven scores
And the selfelected who*es of fame
You fight it
My pulvarizer some clean horizon
All things change
So why shouldnt we
So if you learn to hate me
Then ill learn to love you
Simple things, they say they always tangle up
So thanks for the giving
But i cant give you back
A single thing