She says: I need you now
But I don’t know why
She’s got this fairytale
But that’s just not mine
And I drink and smoke too much
She doesn’t mind
But I know it’s best for her
If I said goodbye
And I think I’ve said it
I know that I did
Wish I could bite my tounge
Without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
Wish I could bite my tounge without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
(Oooh)
But it’s too late, too late, too late
But it’s too late, too late, too late
I call you every night
Cause I know that’s what you want
But I got this poision touch
And this won’t last long
And I think that I’ve said it
I know that I did
Wish I could bite my tounge
Without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
Wish I could bite my tounge
Without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
But it’s too late, too late, too late
But it’s too late, too late, too late
She says: I need you now
But I don’t know why
She’s got this fairytale
But that’s just not mine
And I think I’ve said it
I know that I did
Wish I could bite my tounge
Without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
Wish I could bite my tounge
Without tasting the blood
Of your broken heart, my love
Wish I could
But it’s too late, too late, too late
But it’s too late, too late, too late
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