Letras:
Jason Bajada Loveshit

ll never find a diamond When you're hurting like a stone And LA lost it's beauty when it couldn't heal my soul Then Nemo said he?d had some loveshit of

Maybe You could wait a while While I can prepare the plans So I can fix up your smile Lately My head's been in a pile And miles have gone by since you

I know you love me But I figure you can't When the gates close final And your dresses are touching new men You say you're sorry But honey I really am

Sweeping months of lust under the rug Will she ever hold my hand I've asked her many times to dance This appartment's losing all its soul I've been

I got a number on me I got a number won't make it through the high noon sun I am my father's son and I am my father's son his bed is made I was a hero

Look There?s a girl She?s genuinely charming And she?s nuts Such a pretty girl She?s got that type of deadly smile That cuts No I can?t make up my