Interpol - Obstacle 1 (Arthur Baker Return To New York Mix - Edit) lyrics

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing that nothing else will change But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad, oh she's bad But it's different now that I'm poor and ageing I'll never see this face again You'll go stabbing yourself in the neck And we can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm And we can top the old times play making that nothing else will change But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad, oh she's bad It's different now that I'm poor and ageing I'll never see this place again You'll go stabbing yourself in the neck But it's different now that I'm poor and ageing I'll never see this place again You'll go stabbing yourself in the neck It's in the way that she poses It's in the things that she puts in my hair Her stories are boring and stuff She's always calling my bluff She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart And she gets in my room and she takes it apart She puts the weights into my little heart I said she puts the weights into my little heart She puts the weight, she puts the weight, she puts the weight, she puts the weight She puts the weight, she puts the weight, she puts the weight It's in the way that she walks, her heaven is never enough She puts the weights in my heart She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart