Depip

[l'amour c'est comme la photographie, ça se developpe dans le noir]

[these thoughts-burned a hole in my heart
these thoughts-what keeps me feeling]

[oh, i'm such a piece of shit
oh, you're so perfect
oh, you're so much better than me
so much better than me
you suck]

[and all I say is Sex Sex Sex
pay me, pay me, pay me, pay me
she´s all right but I´m the best
damn right, that´s right, I´m always right
I sleep all day and I fuck all night

was it you across the street?]

[I wish I was like you
easily amused


[you fuckin' touch me I will rip you apart
I'll reach in and take a bite out of that
shit you call a heart]

[her husband was a hard working man
just about one mile from here
his head was found in a diving wheel
but his body, never was found]

[hands on my face overbearing I can´t get out]

[that´s the one road, maby the wrong road
but we´re toghether so
I don´t care]

[and a memory that can easy your pain
like a melody from Kurt Cobain
'cause ya', never know when it's all gonna end]