Reeth
Kyle Claude Jahnke, Robert Andrew Baxter
And so I'll hand you over all of me, and go.
I'm talking softly because my teeth are broke
My smile is bloody.
So, love, make your bed and lie down in it, too.
That's where I intend to look for you.
Come say you're sorry.
And now, I need to hear you say it with your mouth.
I'm not a man who likes to go without
I won't go hungry.
Someday, I'll be good.
One day, I'll be who you think I should.
That ""me"" seems so far away
I still can't see his face.
Someday, I'll be good.
One day, I'll be who you think I should.
That ""me"" seems so far away
I still can't see his face.
You think I kissed you because of what you give to me...
Well, it goes to show that you're not listening.
My mouth's not like yours.