Letras:Butterfingers. Naive Sick Chasm.

Yeah !

Feeling uneasy definitely ugly
And it makes feel guilty
Don't you feel sorry
In between polarity
My arms believe me courteous completely
Isn't it lovely
Show off your temper
Blame it onto somebody

You make me laugh
making lots of money ( 3X )

You make me laugh

Won't you ever... realize
Won't you ever... realize...

Desire to be clean pretty-pretty lonely
heavenly speaking
Lots of campanions leading me to misery
Fell on attention stirred by emotions
Act like you miss me
Show off your temper
Blame it onto somebody

You make me laugh

making lots of money ( 3X )

You make me laugh

Won't you ever... realize

heh...heh !

Feeling uneasy definitely ugly
And it makes feel guilty
Don't you feel sorry
In between polarity
My arms believe me courteous completely
heaven miss it
Show off your temper
Blame it onto somebody

You make me laugh
Making lots of money ( 3X )

You make me laugh

Won't you ever... realize !
Won't you ever... Won't you ever... realize !
Won't you ever... Won't you ever... Won't you ever