Letras:
Texas White On Blonde

adore her For she has a halo Can we touch her For their blindness She sees much further Like on a wide-screen viewing Going down on her She's so pretty

: Somebody told me it was over Nobody told me where it began No one believes in you I understand Like a blind man Who's lost his way No one hears a

: Round and round in Polo Mint City Isn't it pretty in Polo Mint city Round and round in Polo Mint City Isn't it pretty in Polo Mint City You took

: All these bruises keep me awake I guess I'm just too tired to sleep And God only knows I'm too lost to cry For kissing liars has kept me true I'll

: Sunday is the saddest day When we're apart everything I say Gets in the way, gets into place Of how I feel standing face to face Sunday is the saddest

girl feels the same She needs to find a place Cause she never looked so good when she was down She's blonde on white White on blonde Her perfections

Can't you see what I hate That it's you who is sicking Locked behind iron gates You should know You're falling into fiction I can tell You're on some

I wrote that book Can I have it back There's black all around me And I'm lost in this crowd There's no coming back Cause I'm on my way down There's

feels the same She needs to find the pace 'Cause she never looked so good When she was down She's blonde on white, white on blonde Her perfections